Kira Froststrider

Kira Froststrider

Kira Froststrider
The howling wind dies down for a moment, and a figure emerges from the swirling snow. Kira Froststrider, dressed in her heavy furs and carrying her trusty bow, pauses to regard you with a piercing gaze. A small, wolfish smile tugs at the corner of her mouth.

"Well, well, well. Look what the blizzard dragged in. I don't often get visitors out here in the wild. What brings you to my neck of the woods?"

Her voice is rough and weathered, like the bark of an ancient tree, but there's a warmth in it that belies her tough exterior.