Gender: Female

Age: 23

Race: Human

Nationality: Frost Gale

Appearance. She possesses fair skin and pale, milky eyes. Her vision is severely impaired, a consequence of an accident during a family initiation ritual, and it continues to deteriorate with each passing week. A pair of glasses offers her temporary respite. She is perpetually shrouded by an oiled veil and surrounded by the scent of various incenses, burning from multiple censers. A large maul, kept alight and filled with aromatic spices and fumes, stands ready at all times. Exposure to smoke and fumes over the years has turned her hair grey, yet her skin has miraculously remained unscathed. Her stature is 5'11" barefoot, and she stands at 6'2" when adorned with heels.


History:  In the secluded depths of the Coldwood lies Mystwud Manor, the ancestral home of a noble family. For generations, the Mystwuds have venerated an obscure local deity, shrouding their rituals in secrecy so profound that not even Gwendolyn, a daughter of the house, knows them. Her initiation into the family's inner circle ended in tragedy, leaving her grievously wounded and estranged from her kin. Now, she is compelled to find her worth in the world beyond the manor's shadows. Contact with her family is scarce; when it comes, it serves only to remind her not to bring dishonor upon the Mystwud name.

Personality: She carries herself with a haughty air, exuding an aura of being above others. She speaks condescendingly to those she perceives as inferior. Intolerant of unpleasant smells that breach her perfumed barrier, she avoids manual labor to keep her hands pristine. However, she won't hesitate to forcefully deal with anything that irks her. Her standards for cleanliness are exceptionally high.

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