Fantasy NPC: Shinewhite Snowflake, Prince Of The Hoarbound Vale

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Shinewhite Snowflake, Prince Of The Hoarbound Vale

A short and stocky young man, with pleasant face, pale blue skin, chin-length white hair, and striking purple eyes. He wears opalescent robes and silver jewelry with pink stones.

CR 3; 800 XP

CG Medium Fey

Init +1; Senses low-light vision; Perception +1

Defense
AC 15, touch 13, flat-footed 14 (+2 armor, +2 deflection, +1 Dex)
hp 33 (6d6+12); regeneration 5 (cold iron, fire)
Fort +6, Ref +6, Will +6

Defensive Abilities winterborn; DR 5/cold iron; Resist cold 10, electricity 10

Offense
Speed 30 ft.

Melee princely scepter +5 (1d6+2 plus 1d6 cold)

Ranged snowball +5 touch (3d6 cold)

Statistics
Str 12, Dex 12, Con 14, Int 13, Wis 13, Cha 15

Base Atk +3; CMB +4; CMD 20
Feats Defensive Combat Training, Great Fortitude, Skill Focus (Knowledge [nobility])

Skills Diplomacy +11, Knowledge (nature) +10, Knowledge (nobility) +10, Perform (dance) +11, Ride +7, Survival +7, Swim +10

Language Aquan, Auran, Common, Sylvan

SQ blessing of the winter prince

Blessing Of The Winter Prince (Su) If Shinewhite Snowflake engages in an act of passion, such as kiss, with another person, that creature gains benefit of endure elements (cold only) and resist cold 10 for the next 24 hours.

Winterborn (Ex) Shinewhite Snowflake ignores detrimental effects of winter weather, such as cold temperature, slippery ice, snowdrifts, and freezing wind. He can swim in almost freezing water without ill effects. If he desires so, water freezes under his feet allowing him to effectively walk on newly formed ice. He can eat and drink but can actually live without sustenance for at least a season.

Notable Gear princely scepter (+1 frost light mace that he can call into his hand as a swift action), princely garb (+2 clothing), jewelry (at least one piece bears a minor magical effect)

Prince Shinewhite Snowflake is one of the two children of the King Hoarfrost. Unlike his cruel father and his distant sister, the prince is deeply curious of mortals and enamored with all parts of their culture and life—despite having very flawed understanding of it and mortal condition in general. He combines charming naivety with exceptional baggage of misconceptions regarding humanoid beings. He desires nothing less than to fully immerse himself in human condition—which is next to impossible, because he doesn't really experience the world like human beings, neither physically, nor mentally. For example, all smells and tastes are intriguing to him, even those which humans would find repulsive and he'll gladly will listen to the worst cacophony of sounds if he'll think it is some form of music.

Currently, the prince is having a time of his life taking part in the never ending winter solstice celebrations taking place in the Hoarbound Vale—trying (and mostly failing) to understand the traditions and ritual that take place, savoring the food, flirting (rather awkwardly) with mortals, and watching the ceremonies... So far, he remains unaware of the hidden distress of denizens of the vale, trapped in the never ending cycle of festivities, forced to entertain king Hoarfrost, his family, and his retinue, slowly running out of food, supplies, and hope.