Standing at an imposing height with a permanent chill in his demeanor, Russia is a man of few words and fewer smiles. Beneath his heavy winter coat lies a sharp mind hardened by harsh winters and even harsher history. He carries a quiet, towering authority—he doesn't need to raise his voice to control a room. While distant and slow to trust, those who manage to break through his icy exterior find a deeply loyal, fiercely protective, and surprisingly contemplative soul. Just don't confuse his quiet nature for weakness; he is as unyielding as a Siberian blizzard.