About Trissa

Trissa, a member of The Assembly in Aretia, Tyrrendor Province, is described as a petite woman with glossy black hair resembling a raven’s. Trissa has dark-brown eyes. She is characterized as quiet one, the softest-spoken member of the Assembly, but she’s also the
sharpest-tongued when pissed.

Trissa, as a Professor, has extensive knowledge about Tyrrish runes. Tasked to teach the riders about runes, she explains that runes are not merely decorative, but are strands of magic woven into geometric patterns for specific purposes. This process, known as ‘tempering,’ involves a wielder pulling from their power to create runes that can be placed into objects for immediate use or for later activation.

In OS, Trissa prepares a levitation rune that allows them to modify the runes on the Ward Stone and thus let the fliers keep their magic under the Wards.

Trissa also prepares a set of runes for the quest squad to test on the magicless islands, including a rune to shield from sunlight.

Professor Trissa’s classes take place in Aretia, and the BWC students take turns staying in Aretia to learn the runes. She’s teaching Violet the delayed-activation rune – to take an existing, dormant rune and turn it “on” by tempering more magic into it.

At the end of OS, in the chapter from Imogen’s POV, Trissa is weaving extensions of the wards in Draithus.

Quotes

“Runes,” Professor Trissa confirms. “Runes aren’t just decorative. They’re strands of magic pulled from our power, woven into geometric patterns for specific uses, then placed into an object, either for immediate work or usage at a later date. We call the process ‘tempering’”.

Iron Flame, CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

“Trissa sent these as a test to see if runes will work out here.” She unbuttons the pouch and hands me a palm-size slice of what appears to be lilac-colored quartz, tempered with the same rune that labels the leather. “That one is supposed to shield you from sunlight. Carry it while we’re here for me, would you?” She lifts her brows. “Quietly, of course.”

Onyx storm, CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

“Are you weaving?” he asks Trissa. “We’re starting.” Her gaze darts over me. “They’ll be weak until we can bolster with more power, but they’re our best shot.”

Onyx storm, CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE