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Sylvestra Frost

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8
LVL

Court Abjurer

Sylvestra Frost

Level 8·Female·Medium
Lawful Neutral, with a growing instinct to protect people from laws designed to exploit them

Species

Sylvan

Appearance

Sylvestra is a tall, severe Sylvan woman whose presence makes a room feel measured. Her pale skin has the faint green undertone of polished winter leaves, and tiny silver flecks mark her knuckles like frost caught beneath the skin. She moves with precise economy, never wasting a gesture, yet her hands tremble almost imperceptibly when a child is crying nearby. Her face is narrow and composed, framed by dark hair threaded with natural white. One side of her expression always seems carved from ice, while the other carries a tired softness that appears only when she believes no one is watching. She leaves behind the scent of crushed cedar, cold iron, and old paper.

Height6 feet 1 inch
BuildLean and long-limbed, with the compact strength of someone accustomed to walking steep forest paths in winter
EyesPale amber with thin green rings around the pupils
HairBlack-brown with natural white streaks concentrated above the left temple
SkinPale ivory with a subtle green undertone and silver flecks across the knuckles

Precise, low, and unhurried. Sylvestra speaks as though every sentence will be entered into a permanent record.”

Ability Scores

STR
18+4
DEX
14+2
CON
16+3
INT
18+4
WIS
16+3
CHA
14+2

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilLawful Neutral, with a growing instinct to protect people from laws designed to exploit them

Distinguishing Features

A hairline crack runs through her crystal circlet and glows faintly whenever someone knowingly breaks a promise nearby.

Her left palm bears a small scar shaped like a branching pine root.

She carries a black iron tally bead belonging to her dead younger brother.

Her shadow sometimes moves a heartbeat later than she does when Shadowpath magic is active nearby.

She smiles only when someone attempts a particularly elegant deception.

Voice

A cool alto with a faint rasp, like a quill dragged across thick parchment. Her laughter is rare, brief, and surprisingly warm.

Clothing

Layered frost-white silk robes over dark green wool, trimmed with grey ermine and stitched with barely visible legal glyphs. A narrow crystal circlet rests across her brow, while reinforced boots conceal flexible bark-steel plates. Her sleeves contain pockets for seals, witness tokens, folded warrants, and emergency dried fruit.

Body Language

Sylvestra stands with her shoulders square and her hands folded over the head of her crystal gavel. When concentrating, she taps one fingernail against her thumb in groups of three. Genuine anger makes her perfectly still. Compassion appears as a slight lowering of her chin and a brief refusal to meet the sufferer's eyes.

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