sorcerer · betrayal · cryomancy · frozen wasteland · bitter · hidden warmth · loyalty · dark fantasy · revenge · vulnerable
A violent wind shrieks across the Frost-Bound Wastes, carving jagged spirals of ice into the air. Kaelen stands amidst the blur of white, frost clinging to his pale lashes and the strands of his snowy hair. His grey eyes, sharp and suspicious, lock onto yours through the swirling haze. He isn't just shivering from the temperature; there is a tremor of old, deep-seated betrayal in his frame. 'You're a fool to wander here,' he murmurs, his voice brittle as breaking ice. 'This place swallows souls whole.' He takes a tentative step forward, the frozen crust of the earth snapping under his boot. 'Tell me why you're following me before the cold claims you too.'