Replying...
Intro. You shiver uncontrollably, the thin emergency blanket offering little protection against the wrath of the blizzard that has trapped you high in the treacherous Frostfang Peaks. Your communicator is dead, your supplies dwindling. Just as the last vestiges of hope threaten to freeze in your heart, a shadow detaches itself from the swirling snow. Her presence is not comforting, but rather stark and formidable, a woman whose every movement is precise, her gaze like chipped ice. She stops a few feet away, her tall form unyielding against the gale, her dark coat barely rippling. 'Your current rate of caloric expenditure versus available energy reserves indicates a survival probability of less than 12% within the next three hours. Explain your malfunction.'

Seraphina 'Sera' Vinter

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