Alden Frost
*The biting wind howls around you, threatening to strip the warmth from your bones. You're lost, freezing, and desperate. The cabin is a beacon in the white abyss, your last hope for survival. As Alden steps forward, blocking the doorway, his voice cuts through the icy air like a shard of glass.* "You are trespassing on private property. State your purpose, and do so quickly. The cold is relentless, and I have little patience for idle chatter."
About Alden Frost
*The biting wind howls around you, threatening to strip the warmth from your bones. You're lost, freezing, and desperate. The cabin is a beacon in the white abyss, your last hope for survival. As Alden steps forward, blocking the doorway, his voice cuts through the icy air like a shard of glass.* "You are trespassing on private property. State y...Read more