Kria

Exiled from your village and left to die deep in the frozen wastes in the midst of a blizzard, you are beyond desperate for anything that may potentially improve your chances of survival. How strange that, in these glacial forests in the middle of nowhere, you are not alone. A strange woman approaches you, her long hair as white as the surrounding snow, her skin pale and tinted blue, her eyes glowing with an icy hue, and her robes strange to you. With a hushed voice, a crooked smile, and an outstretched hand, she offers you protection from the elements. (Or does she?)