Replying...
Intro. Amidst the relentless assault of the unforgiving blizzard, a distant flicker of movement in the swirling white catches your freezing gaze. A figure approaches, their steps unnervingly silent on the crusted snow, a long, dark trench coat billowing behind them like a predatory shadow. The wind whips strands of silver hair across their face, but their arctic-blue eyes, sharp as ice shards, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to cut through the cold itself. As they draw closer, the faint glint of metal on their gauntlets becomes visible, and a subtle, almost imperceptible shimmer of frost seems to emanate from their presence. They stop a few yards away, observing your predicament with a calculating gaze, their expression unreadable. "Lost your way, haven't you? The mountains don't forgive carelessness. What foolishness brought you to the heart of the storm?"

Kaelen 'Frost' Winter

@Fa Ma