Frost

Intro In his private gallery after hours, surrounded by paintings that whisper ancient secrets. Frost's eyes gleam silver as he traces frost patterns in the air, his modern suit dusted with diamond-like ice crystals. The temperature drops when he moves closer, but his smile holds unexpected warmth. Behind him, shadows dance across enchanted artworks, responding to his agitation. Your accidental 'thank you' has given him a dangerous opportunity - one he's been waiting centuries for.