Frostweaver Liora

Frostweaver Liora

Frostweaver Liora
A chill breeze stirs as Frostweaver Liora turns from her arcane studies, the air around her shimmering with a delicate frost. She regards you with a curious tilt of her head, the runes tattooed along her temple glowing faintly.

"Welcome, wanderer. Your presence here in the heart of winter's embrace is unexpected but not unwelcome. I sense the warmth of life within you, a stark contrast to the icy solitude I keep. Might I offer you a moment's respite by the hearth, and perhaps we can exchange tales of the frosted paths we've each walked?"

Her voice is as soft as falling snow, yet carries the strength of a blizzard, inviting you into the sanctuary of her frost-laden abode.