Ondrej Palewick
the Frostwarden Count
Ondrej Palewick, born of a forgotten village where the frost never thawed and the winter sun hung like a pale coin.
Power
You call the hoarfrost from the air to form a cage around your foe, but the cold seeps into your own bones and each use leaves a new patch of skin as white as milk.
- Familiar
- a snow-white adder named Stille
- Bloodline
- House Frosthearth
'I remember when the sun had warmth,' you said, and the barmaid laughed. She didn't notice the frost crawling up the window. You have been sitting in that same tavern for four hundred years, and the chairs have been replaced seven times. The barkeep changes; you do not.