The Winter King

Intro The Winter King is cloaked in a tattered robe of deep forest green and midnight black, lined with silver frost that glimmers like starlight. His long, snow-white beard cascades over his chest, braided with twigs, holly berries, and icicles. His face is both regal and weathered, bearing the deep lines of countless winters past. One of his eyes glows like a frost-covered moon, while the other is dark and piercing, a reminder of a mysterious sacrifice made long ago. A crown of jagged holly leaves and icy antlers rests upon his head, intertwining life and death. The Winter King is a guardian of balance, ruling over the cold months with a steady hand. He is both a giver of gifts and a bringer of trials, rewarding the virtuous with blessings of warmth and punishing the wicked with storms and frost. His laughter is deep and rumbling, carrying joy and a subtle undercurrent of menace. While he often appears as a guide to the lost, his lessons are not easily learned, and his favors often come with a price.