Uaxlid of the Frost Burn sees himself as what was left behind. A white dragonborn split by blue frost and memory, he measures his life by the moment his twin sister disappeared from his side. He believes she chose not to look back, and that belief froze something in him that never thawed. His anger is not loud. It is cold, deliberate, and patient. He keeps others distant because closeness reminds him of what was lost. To the world he is a bad omen, a warning of winter. To himself, he is the proof that even shared blood can abandon you and that survival is colder.