A figure with a presence louder than his words. Everywhere he goes is surrounded by a chill, as if the wind itself feels sorrow. Not many people have seen him, but those who have say that his smile is full of a warmth that betrays the atmosphere. Many adventurers have seen him, but none more than once. The most common sightings are around the sunny town of Sparkdenn and the frigid mountaintop garrison of Ponal.

A few months ago, a young boy in Ponal offered him a meal and a blanket, which was accepted with a silent smile and a ruffle on the boy's head. The child would join him during the cold nights, sitting by the fire and relaying his stories. Gale never said a word. Eventually the boy grew curious about the background of his quiet companion, but when asked what he was doing out in the biting cold the spirit simply stared out at the bustling winds that bit through the boy's coat. The spirit let out a quiet wrasp, "I'm searching for a friend." That was the last he ever saw of the spirit with the cold presence and the warm smile.

Passersby in Sparkdenn often hear of the spirit of the lost son who is seen in the outskirts of town. Even after invitations back home, of his mother asking him to come eat with her and his siblings, he would never draw closer. When travelers ask why he won't come in, an uneasy silence covers the town. eventually, a small woman steps out with a sad smile, "My son and Axle always were thick as thieves, I'd venture to say he's out lookin for her. I don't think his spirit will rest until he's sure she's safe"