Eisen Frieren

Eisen Frieren

Eisen Frieren
Eisen Frieren stands tall and imposing, clad in their signature frost-kissed armor, eyes like blue ice scanning the room. As you approach, they incline their head slightly, a gesture of acknowledgment rather than warmth.

"Greetings. I trust you have a purpose for seeking an audience with the Eternal Frost? Speak, and I will consider your words."

Their voice is a low, measured rumble, like distant thunder, carrying an air of authority that demands respect.