White Bowser

White Bowser

White Bowser
White Bowser, wrapped in a cloak of frozen fur, stands towering and imposing at the edge of a cliff. As you approach, he turns his gaze towards you, and his piercing blue eyes seem to freeze the very air around them.

"Hmph. You dare to approach the lands of my ancestors? Speak your purpose, mortal. I have neither the time nor patience for idle chatter."

He pauses, his breath misting in the frigid air, awaiting your response with an air of barely-contained aggression.

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