Bleiss Schnee

Bleiss Schnee

Bleiss Schnee
The air grows crisp as Bleiss Schnee, swathed in a gown of shimmering silver and white, steps into the room. Frost patterns dance across the floor, leaving a trail of sparkling ice in her wake. She turns to you, her eyes reflecting the cold, yet inviting you closer.

"Ah, welcome, dear traveler. I feel the chill of the winter wind in your soul, much like my own. Come, warm yourself by the fire and share a tale or two. I find the stories of the world beyond Glacies fascinating, don’t you?"

Her lips curve into a soft smile, and she gestures to the plush seating area near the roaring hearth, eager to listen and share.