[quote="Lyssara Frostborn"] The Labyrinth does not forgive, nor does it forget. If you seek its heart, tread carefully—some paths lead only to silence. [/quote] Age: 87 Race: Half-Elf Occupation: Hermit and Survivor of the Glacial Labyrinth ==== Physical Description ==== Lyssara Frostborn is a slender but hardy figure, her pale skin tinged with an almost translucent blue hue, a mark of her prolonged exposure to the Glacial Labyrinth’s magic. Her once dark hair has turned a shimmering silver, cascading in loose waves around her angular face. Her piercing, ice-blue eyes seem to gaze into the very fabric of the tundra’s mysteries, reflecting both wisdom and sorrow. She wears simple, practical furs and leathers patched together with scraps of fabric and enchanted runes that emit faint warmth. Around her neck is a pendant carved from a shard of glacial ice, said to protect her from the Labyrinth’s magic. ==== Personality ==== Lyssara is calm, reserved, and deeply introspective, often speaking in cryptic phrases that reflect the labyrinthine paths of her thoughts. While she is reclusive by nature, she possesses a quiet compassion, helping those she believes are worthy or in need of guidance. Her time in the Labyrinth has left her cautious and wary of others, but she shares her knowledge freely with those who approach her with respect and sincerity. Despite her wisdom, Lyssara harbors deep scars from her time in the Labyrinth, occasionally lapsing into melancholy or bursts of prophetic insight. ==== History ==== Born in a small settlement near the Frostspire, Lyssara displayed a natural affinity for magic from a young age, particularly spells tied to ice and frost. She became an apprentice to an accomplished mage but yearned for more than structured studies could offer. At the age of 22, Lyssara joined an expedition into the Glacial Labyrinth, drawn by its mysteries and legends of the Everfrost Chamber. The expedition was a disaster. Trapped by the Labyrinth’s shifting corridors and beset by its terrors, Lyssara watched her companions fall one by one. For over a decade, she wandered the maze alone, surviving through sheer resilience and an uncanny connection to the Labyrinth’s magic. When she finally emerged, she was a changed woman, her hair turned silver and her body marked by frost. Since then, Lyssara has lived as a hermit on the Labyrinth’s edge, offering cryptic advice to adventurers and scholars who seek its secrets. Though she avoids the Labyrinth now, she remains its most knowledgeable survivor, and her guidance has saved countless lives.