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    A tall, muscular human woman, 185cm, with pale skin touched by frost, raven black hair in long braids interwoven with silver threads, and piercing ice blue eyes. Her strong, angular face is marked by battle scars, and intricate frost patterns are tattooed across her back. She wears a thick, fur-lined leather jerkin, durable leather trousers reinforced with metal plates, heavy fur-lined boots, and fur gauntlets. A scarred great axe with runic carvings is strapped to her back, and a frost-etched amulet hangs around her neck.  She stands in a powerful stance, her great axe gripped firmly in her right hand, ready to deliver a 'Shattering Blow'.  She is training recruits within The Frozen Fortress, a military outpost high in the Frostfang Mountains. The fortress is built into the icy cliff face, with jagged peaks and swirling snow visible through arrow slits.  The interior is rugged and functional, lit by flickering torches casting long shadows across stone walls and training dummies.  A chilling wind whistles through cracks in the stone, adding an atmosphere of relentless cold and constant vigilance.
    A human female forager, 29 years old, with an hourglass figure and gigantic breasts.  She possesses olive skin, long wavy black hair, and piercing emerald green eyes. Arcane symbols are inked across her back.  Her attire consists of a leather corset, frayed denim shorts, and worn leather boots; a collection of scavenged metal trinkets adorns her neck.  She wields a glowing orb of arcane energy in one hand, the other hand clutching a worn leather satchel filled with various scavenged items.  She's poised in a dynamic stance, mid-arcane blast, within a crumbling, abandoned mine shaft. Dust motes dance in the shafts of light penetrating the gloom revealing exposed rock faces and unstable scaffolding, interspersed with small veins of glittering minerals. The overall atmosphere is gritty and post-apocalyptic; rusted mining equipment and collapsed tunnels contribute to the sense of desolation. Hints of colorful minerals gleam amongst the rubble, while ominous shadows lurk in the corners of the shaft. In the far distance there is subtle flickering light; possibly another explorer or the location of her intended find.
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