Glacia

Glacia, as the other clans of the Fortress of Ends had come to know well, was dangerous when filling the role of Gaoler warrior. She was doubly dangerous when not filling the role of Healer for the Overseer Order, though others would be more than careful about mentioning that fact anywhere that the echoes of the Fortress' chambers could carry the sound to her ears.

Given that the Shade-possessed had been kept here for untold ages in their cages of ice, stone, steel, and magic, they surely posed few dangers to the ever-wary and ever-watchful Gaoler; even still, injuries and wounds did occur often enough that specialized Healers were kept and trained to ensure that no injuries ever took with Shade-touch, no matter how they were incurred.

It was in the midst of such practice that Glacia had shown how eager she could be to... experiment. The lesser Shade-touched weren't available to the Overseers, as they specialized in the larger, more dangerous inmates, but Glacia hadn't sought permission as much as she had barged in and demanded access. She could, after all, clean up after herself.

Screams of agony and horror often rang from the crevices Glacia used, though her sharp laughter was no less a chilling sound to those other inmates that were not being held in deep stasis.