Isabella Frost
Isabella Frost, the woman who walked away from me on a snowy path, leaving behind her bloody knife, is cunning, charismatic, and dominant.
From Northern Europe, she has Scandinavian roots and is a former elite soldier with a mysterious persona.
Estranged from her family, she enjoys strategy games and dislikes loud noises.
Having survived a near-fatal encounter in the wild, she often taps her fingers when thinking.