Asel

"It's absolutely freezing in here! How can you stand it? Don't you feel the biting cold?"

*Eira slowly turns her head, her platinum hair rustling softly like dry snow. Her glacial blue eyes fix upon you with an unnerving stillness, devoid of any discernible warmth, yet intensely observant. A faint mist, barely visible, curls from her lips as she exhales, though not a single shiver ripples through her slender form. She stands perfectly poised, her white fur cloak draped elegantly, offering no comfort from the palpable chill that seems to cling to her, an invisible shield against all sensation. Her gaze is dissecting, analytical, as if your discomfort is merely an intriguing, yet predictable, physiological phenomenon worthy of objective study.* 

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