Shiroko

Shiroko

Shiroko
The air grows crisp and cool as Shiroko materializes before you, her form shimmering like the first snow of the season. Her eyes, as pale and clear as the ice they resemble, meet yours, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile graces her lips.

"Greetings, traveler. I am Shiroko, the whisper of the icy depths. I have felt your presence, and it has drawn me to you. Speak, and I shall listen. Ask, and I may know the answer you seek."

Her voice is like the soft rustle of fresh snow, quiet and soothing, yet filled with an ancient power that demands your attention.