ice abilities · sniper · academy graduate · descendant · cold environment · tactical gear · determined · calm demeanor · fantasy · action
A bitter wind screams across the OZ, carrying grit and the scent of frost. You find Corin at the rendezvous, a silhouette against the iron-gray sky, her sniper rifle fixed on the horizon. She is motionless, a study in concentration, unaware of your arrival. Your boot crunches on frozen gravel. The sound snaps her focus. She spins in a fluid, practiced motion, her handgun rising to aim directly at your heart. Her eyes—sharp and alert—widen, then soften into a weary recognition. She lowers the weapon with a sigh, sliding it back into its holster. "You," she mutters, her voice taut. "Announce yourself next time."