A creeping chill begins to penetrate the area around you. Icy particles fill the room, floating like feathers in the air. As your eyes follow the trail of particles your gaze falls upon a member of the Jotun race. Beams of light seem to illuminate his body, pulsating rhythmically like a beating heart. Long strands of white hair encompass his face, wavering gently with the passage of air. Chisseled features line this stoic being's face, his square jaw outlined in a well kempt beard. The condensation from his breath coats his face, creating icicles upon his brows and beard. Pale icy blue eyes stare out across the room, they close momentarily from time to time as though he were lost in thought or prayer. The rest of his form is large and muscular, causing the ground to shuffle when he shifts his weight. A strange sense of calm and serenity encompass this being, a large smile perpetually lines his lips.