Characters
- Rialle - a gifted Final Year novice in the Echorium, the best student in her class and sensitive to the half-creatures' songs.
- Kherron - a Final Year novice who resents Rialle for her singing ability, and hates The Echorium's regime.
- Frenn - a close friend to Rialle, who becomes a non-singing orderly after his voice breaks, but runs away to join her on the Wavesong. He is badly injured and partially paralysed in an avalanche.
- Frazhin - the Khizpriest, manipulator of the powerful crystal khiz who attempts to destroy The Echorium.
- Lord Azri - the Karchlord, a young man poisoned by his khizpriests using merlee eggs.
- Singer Toharo - Second Singer of The Echorium. He is sent to investigate merlee hunting and to search for the runaway Kherron. He dies in an avalanche in the Karchhold.
- Lazim - a young man in the Karchhold who befriends Kherron and helps him heal the Karchlord.
- Singer Graia - a teacher at The Echorium who later becomes First Singer.
- Singer Eliya - First Singer of The Echorium. She dies of old age at the end of the book.
- Lord Javelly - a noble owning a castle northeast of Silvertown, who helps and supplies the Khizpriest also known as Frazhin.
- Karchlord - the ruler of the Karchhold. He was poisoned by his priest.
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