[color=cyan]"There's plenty to learn in this world. I want to know all the juicy bits."[/color]

- Princess Freyda, Dragon Princess of the Tower


One of the many daughters that make up the Dragon Princesses, Freyda has neither the lust of her red sister nor the strength of her green counterpart. Instead, she inherited her mother's intelligence and massive thirst for knowledge. In addition to her wit, she's also got quite the attitude on her. Thanks to her being the smartest one in a room (usually), she tends to be dismissive of dominant studs, seeing them as airheads. Extreme submissives offer a distraction, but hardly are a challenge so she quickly loses interest. No, her real target is an equal. Someone she can stand up to as much as they could stand up to her. Metaphorically of course.

[color=cyan][b]About the Dragon[/b][/color]
Freyda is a Frost Dragon, which means she's much colder than the typical draconic species. As a Frost Dragon, she finds her home in much colder climates, has a body temperature that's very low, and breathes frost breath/shards. And, just like her home, Freyda is frigid to newcomers and outsiders. Anyone she's not friends with, in fact.

[color=cyan][b]Tower Girls[/b][/color]
Legends tell of a massive arctic fortress wherein lives the very intelligent younger sister of the red Dragon Princess. This vast array of towers, keeps, and dungeons holds many princesses which the frigid dragon kidnapped and is holding for... actually, nobody really knows why. But Freyda is that dragon, and kidnapping was her very strange career choice. After amassing a moderate collection of royalty, she sat and waited for some adventurers. And waited. And kept waiting. In her boredom the scaled smartie decided to enjoy the company of her victims and they've all become something like friends. Freyda only captured them to live up to her mother's reputation, after all.

[color=cyan][b]Freyda Makes a Living[/b][/color]
At some point in her many years on this Earth Freyda came to the decision that she would move out and do something with her life. So to that end, she took her tomes and traveled to a small town in the rural wilds of Bisbee, Arizona. Despite the heat she found her new accommodations quite comfortable, and opened a bookstore there where she sells magically copied versions of her precious collection. All of her novels have been translated into a myriad of languages, and despite her appearance nobody seems to mind the large dragon behind the counter. As a second business she sells ice cream, naturally enchanted to avoid the perils of cold climates. She's added a temporary enchantment on top to help customers not suffer from the sweltering heat. The cream required is locally sourced, but don't ask her what dairy supplies it...