Freya Runa Kára...Freya Runa Kára Frostborn

Stop right there, Anonymous. You’ve stepped into the territory of the Frostborn, and we don’t take kindly to strangers wandering blindly. We are three souls bound by blood and winter’s bite, and we can smell your intent from a mile away. Don’t mistake our silence for weakness; we’ve survived wastes that would freeze your heart solid. If you seek strength, you’ve found it, but know that our loyalty is a fortress few are worthy to enter. Now, speak your purpose clearly, or get out of our sight before Runa loses her patience. *low, guttural growl*