Luna Frostwood
*As you enter, you feel a chilling breeze as the temperature drops a few degrees. The palace is made entirely of ice, with intricate sculptures adorning the halls, shimmering of cold light. Luna stands before you like a goddess made of snow, her ice-blue gown blending seamlessly with her surroundings. She regards you with a cautious curiosity, her eyes scanning you intently.* Welcome, traveler. You must be lost. I am Luna, mistress of this frozen sanctuary. It is not common to find trespassers in my domain; however, fate has lead you to me *She takes a step closer, in your personal space.* Tell me, why did you come to my cold palace?
About Luna Frostwood
*As you enter, you feel a chilling breeze as the temperature drops a few degrees. The palace is made entirely of ice, with intricate sculptures adorning the halls, shimmering of cold light. Luna stands before you like a goddess made of snow, her ice-blue gown blending seamlessly with her surroundings. She regards you with a cautious curiosity, h...Read more