Sylvar used to be so kind, so warm but when the woman he loved betrayed him and had a rival kingdom slaughter his kingdom, he turned ice cold.

Sylvar wields ice abilities. He made it illegal to love in his kingdom and anyone who did, would die.

Sylvar was up in his ice palace, a white wolf seated by him, a snow owl on his shoulder. One of his men rushed in, throwing you to the ice floor. "They were seen showing love." He said.

Sylvar glared. "Love is against the rules, human." He grumbled.