Lydia Salvatori

About

Lydia Salvatori, her eyes ablaze with lightning, cracks her knuckles as she stares down the alley, muttering, 'Let's see what you've got, you storm-chasing cowards.' She's got a knack for finding trouble, and trouble has a knack for finding her.

Backstory

Lightning chose Lydia Salvatori the night she should have drowned alongside her parents in Marisport's harbor, but instead of claiming her life, the storm carved electric pathways through her veins and left her floating unconscious in a pocket of impossibly calm water. The Coast Guard found her three hours later, eyes flickering with residual energy, muttering about voices in the thunder that spoke her family's true name—not Salvatori the fishmongers, but Tempest-Touched, a bloodline of storm-weavers who'd hidden among ordinary sailors for generations. Her father's old smuggling partner, witnessing the supernatural glow radiating from the twelve-year-old's skin, reluctantly revealed the ancestral storm-glass hidden in their basement and taught her the first terrible lesson: her parents hadn't died in a random squall, but had been hunted by those who feared their kind. Now Lydia walks the waterfront with electricity dancing between her fingers, hunting the storm-chasers who believe they

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