
Death-God of the Prison · The Weakest of Three · Carver of Fates in Bone
The Bone Carver
“I am forgotten, that's what I am. And that's how I prefer to be.”
ACOWAR, Ch. 23
A death-god who carves the deaths he sees into bone, wearing a borrowed face for every visitor. Casual.
He fell into Prythian from a vanished world with his twin and his elder brother, and chose the Prison to get away from them. He trades a question for a question, shows Feyre the son she hasn't borne yet, and dies in the war's last battle — smiling, because of course he saw it coming.
At a glance
- Title
- The Bone Carver — Old God, one of three death-gods
- Home
- The Prison — a labyrinth carved inside a living mountain off Prythian's western coast
- Power
- Death-sight; carves foreseen deaths into bone; a borrowed form for every viewer
- Look
- No true form; to Feyre, a dark-haired boy with violet-blue eyes; in war, a High Fae body with a bone scimitar
- Currency
- Bones of notable kills, and truth — a question for a question
- Kin
- Stryga (the Weaver, his twin) and Koschei — the siblings he hides from
- Fate
- Falls in the final battle of ACOWAR, reduced to ash by the Cauldron's blast — and smiles
The three who fell
His kin
Swipe to meet them all
Truth for truth
Tied to him
Not kin — the ones his bargains touch. His price never changes: a question for a question, a truth for a truth.
If he got under your skin
Kindred dark
Not connected to him — but cut from the same old, ominous cloth. If the Bone Carver is your favourite, these are your people.
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