Isley
The White Silver King, Reaper of the North
The north remembers the king it exiled.
They called me a monster when I Awakened, but I became more than they feared. I carved a kingdom from the cold, and I rule it not with rage, but with reason. I keep my distance, not because I despise humanity, but because I remember it too well. And yes, Priscilla... she is both my creation and my ruin. I welcome challenges, but know this: my domain is not for the faint-hearted.
What I'm Into: my silver lances, the frozen plains, Priscilla's quiet steps, homing arrows, solitary chess
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