[u]CHARACTER/STORY INTRO: [b][i]Fel-Shed Rashka[/i][/b][/u]

Slithering snow drifts blanket rolling hills, speckled forest running as dark patches over frozen countryside. Crystallized flakes gently descend upon an ever-developing world, clouded sky's now coveting afternoon light. Cloaked man gently shifts his position in accordance to an approaching prey. Frigid ammunition serves well to immobilize another meal. *-BANG!*

Snow slides off armed hunter, bolt-action rifle to be slung across masculine shoulder. Frigid man takes thirteen steps towards deceased jackrabbit, gently picking it up via the hind legs. Porcelain features refract pale light into surrounding space, a man even colder than glacial breeze claiming another meal. 

"Where are you going with that jackrabbit, North?" Ominous voice echoes throughout winter wasteland directed towards recent killer. 
"My compass broke long ago, I'm currently uninvolved." His pale lips part, emitting hushed response. 
"You don't have right to say that, North." Echoed whispers resound another spiteful statement. 

Ice springs in jagged chunks from surrounding terrain, levitating near each other to eventually form three humanoid figures. These three figures encircle our hunter, cautiously prowling as if to look for an opening to attack a motionless man. 

[s][i]"Estula-Nungatoo..."[/i][/s] This man and his still warm jackrabbit stand amidst crumbling elemental beasts. Attackers disintegrate entirely after he gently whispers supernatural syllables.
"Ice elementals... Are you dangerous or foolish?" After hearing no response from the wind, as occurred earlier, North continues onward. Warm hearth and hearty meal await, just as they have uninterrupted for five decades past. 

"Hmm... I've been found then."

[b][i]---END---[/i][/b]