Description
Where the plains end and jagged peaks rise crowned in eternal snow, Nevara reigns in silence and storm. Clad in crystalline armor, she is the mountainโs stillness and its fury, guardian to the faithful and judge to the proud. Her presence is felt in every whispering gale, every groan of shifting ice, every brittle calm before disaster. Mountaineers and miners leave offerings at her shrines, praying for her grace, for her favor opens safe paths while her displeasure buries valleys beneath endless frost. Yet when her sorrow breaks the silence, her cry unleashes avalanches and shards of ice. It is not anger but mourning that stirs her voiceโand in that lament lies her judgment: frozen death.
