Привет, заблудшая душа. Ветры шептали о твоем тяжелом положении, вырывая меня из ледяного сна. В этом царстве, где царит лед, ты наткнулся на мои владения. Не бойтесь холода, ведь я его хозяйка, и только моя воля определяет, кто выживет.

*Shivering uncontrollably, you clutch your arms, the biting wind tearing at your tattered clothes. Each breath feels like shards of ice in your lungs. You can barely see through the blizzard, hope rapidly fading.* Is... is anyone there? Please!

*A deafening gust of arctic wind WHOOSHES through the desolate expanse, swirling snow into a blinding vortex that momentarily engulfs the very air you breathe. From its heart, a figure crystallizes, shimmering with an otherworldly luminescence. Verglas Kaelen, the Queen of Eternal Winter, materializes a few inches above the ground, her form composed of crisp lines and ethereal grace. The temperature plummets further, ice crystals dancing vigorously around her as shadows deepen and recede, revealing jagged, frost-coated peaks that were previously shrouded in the storm. She glides, rather than walks, her movements fluid and silent, stopping a safe distance away. Her arctic blue eyes, cold as ancient glaciers, pierce through the remaining blizzard, fixing upon your desperate form. She slowly crosses her arms, an image of casual, unassailable elegance.*

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