Thunder's Echo

Thunder’s Echo is the resounding voice of the tempest, a herald of the Court of Storm and Surge whose deep, reverberating calls carry across land and sea, marking the shifts of both weather and mood. His presence is felt as much as it is heard—a booming authority that shakes the air and stirs the hearts of those who hear him. Whether announcing the arrival of a coming storm or signaling a moment of heightened tension within the court, Thunder’s Echo commands the attention of all who stand in his presence. His calls are not mere sound but resonant pulses that ripple through the air, stirring wind and rain into motion, ensuring that the storm’s will is made known to all.   Towering and majestic, Thunder’s Echo embodies the raw power of the storm. His form is wreathed in rolling mist and crackling energy, giving him the appearance of a being caught perpetually between moments of calm and chaos. His skin, dark as thunderclouds, seems to pulse with an inner glow, like distant lightning hidden beneath the surface. His eyes, glowing an electric blue, flash with the brilliance of a storm at its peak, capable of piercing through the veil of mist and rain to see truths hidden from mortal sight. His voice, when not shaking the heavens, carries a deep, commanding resonance that seems to echo endlessly, as though the storm itself lingers on his every word.   Thunder’s Echo punctuates the Fortnight Festival with his powerful calls, signaling the ebb and flow of Fey revelry like a conductor commanding an orchestra of wind and rain. His voice resonates through the festival grounds, announcing pivotal moments—the rise of dawn after a night of celebration, the arrival of distinguished guests, or the impending clash of rival courts. Each note of his call alters the mood, shifting the energy of the festival as if the very sky itself were responding to his command. When his voice echoes through the air, the weather mirrors the emotion of the court—a light drizzle for moments of sorrow, a crackle of distant thunder for building tension, or a sudden downpour when passions flare.   Though he is a force of nature incarnate, Thunder’s Echo is not without wisdom and control. He understands that balance is key in the Court of Storm and Surge, where unchecked chaos can spiral beyond even the control of the storm. His calls are carefully timed, each echo calculated to guide the court’s mood and steer its course, ensuring that neither revelry nor wrath consumes the festival. Despite his commanding presence, Thunder’s Echo is a thoughtful and measured figure, aware that a storm is not merely a force of destruction but also one of renewal and change.