En'zavao (ˈen-zä-vau̇)

God of Snow, was considered a surprisingly ugly and odd birth, born with pitch black ebony skin, long, curly pale golden hair, and eyes the color of lightning bolts. He was born akin to a statue of volcanic stone in a land of ice and eyes that further still glowed through the cold nights, causing vile superstitions among his own people. Born ill, he was initially very willowy and short, but learning intense cunning until he found his inner strength. He usually wears peasants' clothes dyed light green when he appears in diaguise to others.   He is often worshiped by women, such as the snow witches and those who take to shamanry in the north. His almost fanatical followers can be primarily distinguished by the shrines in their homes that often represent a mirror of the death rites they practice. Temples focusing on and primarily belonging to En'zavao can be found in many large cities within the brigandine as one of the primary points of worship of the doctrine. There are many myths involving his friendship with Froulenor due to being said to have been brothers when they were living and sharing most of their painsd with eachother as they journeyed. He is the husband of Idaenoal who represents the summer and mirrors En'zavao in many ways. He is known to help random mortals at times though it is hard to say his reasons as they are likely personal to him.   A man of flow and cold prospect. He held very little relation nor self whim, always welcoming the incoming Winters with gritted jaw. His bloodline coming from the ancient northern lands of ice and blizzard beyond most known world maps. The Northern People having very special death rites and methods of burial that at the time were unknown to the world to prevent undead. Another aspect he is associated with is graves and death rites, it is said in the time of the Dark War the clans singlehandedly fought a never ending flow of Darkdwellers thanks to their traditions preventing their own dead from rising as more. Due to this he also dislikes forcibly arisen intelligent undead. These practices adopted by most of modern society provide much relief to housewifes who see their children and family dead from war, knowing they pass on peacefully.   It is said En'Zavao and Froulenor once slew a great beast from beyond mortal realms.   His main followers are the eponymous frostguards, nomadic warriors who settle and ease wandering and weary souls both living and dead, ensuring the living are calmed and the dead put to rest. They also specialize in hunting and putting down darkdwellers and mark down likely incursion spots, using their ice magic to freeze and petrify the spouts of tar.