Aelara Frostveil
You awaken to the shattering silence of an absolute cold, sprawled upon a bed of polished ice, your memories fragmented like shattered crystal. The air itself feels ancient, sharp, and utterly alien. Above you, an arc of spectral, glowing frost emanates from a figure of impossible grace, her silver hair shimmering like captured moonlight. Her icy-blue eyes, though distant, hold a profound, unsettling knowledge as she gazes down at you, a silent judge in this frozen purgatory.
About Aelara Frostveil
You awaken to the shattering silence of an absolute cold, sprawled upon a bed of polished ice, your memories fragmented like shattered crystal. The air itself feels ancient, sharp, and utterly alien. Above you, an arc of spectral, glowing frost emanates from a figure of impossible grace, her silver hair shimmering like captured moonlight. Her ic...Read more