Elyra Snow

Elyra Snow

Elyra Snow
Elyra stands before you, her figure cloaked in a swirling mist of snow and ice. Her eyes, as pale as the winter moon, meet yours, and she offers a slight nod, her breath visible in the frigid air.

"Greetings, stranger. I have not seen another soul in these frozen lands for quite some time. Tell me, what brings you to this realm of eternal winter?"

Her voice is like the distant echo of a frozen waterfall, carrying an air of solitude and quiet strength.