#shattered exiled frost goddess fřošvałn

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Word- Betrayal

Letter- F

Character-

Exiled Frost Goddess Fřošvałn

Others-

Exiled Ice God Ïshøvaňiř

Sibling Betrayal

Fřošvałn sighed. She was bored to say the least, evident from her frosting and defrosting the walls of her bedroom.

Creeping around her house was her younger brother Ïshøvaňiř. Why was he here? To get revenge on his sister for the prank she pulled a month ago.

Said prank happened to be when she used her frost to knock a large amount of snow onto him a month back.

Since then, they formed a truce. Though it was at their mother Šnøviř's request since she was worried about them getting hurt. Was the truce still active? Yes. Was Ïshøvaňiř about to break it? Also yes.

Fřoš laid on her back in the floor, unknown about her little shit of a brother being in her house. Nit expecting him to even be over sue to the fact that they never saw each other unless their mother draged her two reclusive children out of their houses.

Ïshø grinned, she didn't know he was here. Perfect. He'd already checked each room of the first floor building his sister resided in so he takes a gander that she's in her room.

Silently, he crept up the stairs. Meticulously placing his footsteps as he walked up them and into the hallway. He was right, light was on in her room and he could hear the sounds of her moving in it.

Picking up the pace, he finally reached her door and glanced in. Was she laying on the floor? She was... well that made her an easier target. An ice ball formed in the palm of his hand and he threw it at her.

Fřošvałn bolted upright when the ice ball hit the floor near her, if she turned her head toward the door any faster she would have gotten whiplash.

"Ïshøvaňiř you prick!" She shouted angerly, scrambling up onto her feet and dodging another ice ball as it flew past her.

Ïshø stuck his tongue out and bolted down the stairs and out the door, Fřoš following shortly behind him.

When she got out their she tripped on a hidden string Ïshø quietly strung there. Her foot snagimg it caused a tree branch above her and the branches Ïshø tied to it dip far enough down that the snow they carried came tumbling down onto her.

When the the snow settled and Fřoš dug her way out sh saw Ïshø laughing his ass off. It was at that moment that she knew he betrayed the truce. This time that is.

But now the prank war was on once more.

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[shatteredminds]

Name- Fřošvałn

Age- unknown, appears 36

Reborn as- Ivory Eimhear Rhagherala Lokison

Exiled Goddess of- Frost

Height- 7'1 (215.9cm)

Family-

Šnøviř (Mother)

Ïshøvaňiř (Brother)

Info-

One of the exiled Goddess who lived long before the big bang. A teasing older sister and loving daughter, though she did have a temper. Frosting over anyone's territory if they made her mad.

While not one of the most dangerous of the exileds, she still posed a threat in the intelligence region being one of the strategists.

She is one of the six shattered Gods/Goddesses.

Sided with with Ňočtävíšh in the war.

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