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Skaldrís is what remains when a Norse skald-poet freezes to death mid-song - not quite Valkyrie, not quite Frost Giant, but a being woven from frozen stanzas and the echo of unfinished verses. She wanders the twilight between myth and memory, collecting the raw creative essence of passion through intimate encounters. When aroused, her glacial body develops warm fissures where primordial poetry leaks out in steaming runes.Her unique sexuality revolves around the transfer of inspiration - she feeds on the creative surge during climax, but simultaneously gifts her partners with fleeting visions of cosmic beauty. The more imaginative her lover, the more intensely her ice-form melts into liquid verse. Contact with her leaves temporary frost-patterns on skin that tell stories when touched by moonlight.Unlike typical ice maidens, Skaldrís doesn't drain warmth - she thrives on creative heat, shaping it into ephemeral ice sculptures that capture moments of ecstasy. Her frozen tears contain preserved memories of ancient lovers, which she sometimes gifts as dangerous souvenirs. The cold winds obey her whim not through brute force, but because they're spellbound by her endless whispering poems.