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Frost Maiden

Medium undead (fey), chaotic evil

Armor Class 15 (bark-like skin)
Hit Points 48 (8d8 + 10)
Speed 30 ft.

Str Dex Con Int Wis Cha
10 (+0) 19 (+4) 10 (+0) 14 (+2) 15 (+2) 18 (+4)

Skills Deception +6, Insight +4, Intimidation +6, Nature +4, Perception +4, Survival +4
Damage Vulnerabilities fire
Damage Immunities cold
Condition Immunities charmed, exhaustion, frightened, paralyzed, petrified, poisoned
Senses passive Perception 14
Languages Druidic, Sylvan
Challenge 3 (700 XP)

Special Traits

  • Innate Spellcasting. The frost maiden’s innate spellcasting ability is Charisma (spell save DC 14, +6 to hit with spell attacks). The frost maiden can innately cast the following spells as a 6th level spellcaster, requiring no material components:
  • Tree Dependent. Each frost maiden is anchored to the now-dead tree that served as their home as a dryad. The dead tree appears normal to all inspection, visual and magical. A frost maiden must never stray more than 300 yards from their tree, or they vanish from existence within 4d6 hours.
  • Turn Resistance. The frost maiden has advantage on saving throws against any effect that turns undead.

Actions

  • Icy Touch. Melee Weapon Attack: +6 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 3 (1d6) cold damage.
  • Frozen Howl (Recharge 5-6). The frost maiden roars and releases an icy blast in a 30-foot cone. Each creature in that area must make a DC 14 Constitution saving throw, taking 22 (5d8) cold damage on a failed save or half as much on a successful one.

About

The long, dark winters of Fenrilik are murderous.

Should a dryad’s sacred oak fall to the killing winds and snow, the dryad does not find death with its oak. Instead, it persists in a state of undeath that personifies winter’s wrath: a frost maiden.

These cruel, pale imitations of their former gentle selves prowl around the corpse of their beloved oak. Cold emanates from the maiden’s form. Pale, crumbling bark clings to ragged gray flesh. Dead, cracked leaves form a rustling halo around a starved face with deep-set, ice-blue, shining eyes that seek any source of warmth, hoping to consume its spark and taste life once again.

A frost maiden confuses and confounds opponents first, then subdues them in her grasping roots. Once held fast, the frost maiden unleashes her freezing scream, watching as the terror-filled eyes of a slowly freezing victim go wide, then glassy, then finally still.

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