Because most of Aurora's skills have delayed effects, she is countered by high mobility heroes who can dodge them with ease, such as Ling, Kadita, and Guinevere.
The Maiden of the Glacier who grants eternal remembrance in the legends of the North.
Full origin story
As the embers of the campfire wane, and the incessant snowy night begins to unfold, the lore of Northern Vale once again assumes its form in immortal anthems.
Raise your voices, children, and let the echoes resound. For we sing of icy realms, of eternity unbound, of the Queen's Peak's majestic birth, all in a single day's embrace.
The saga takes root in the wake of a distant war when, with our dreams held close to our bosoms, in slumber did we partake.
The Iceland Golem's fiery blaze defied the divine, and the deity of light summoned the glaciers might, all emblazoned with sublime design.
The passage of four millennia, time's colossal hand, swept deities and rebels alike from the land.
Glaciers lay silent, the icy expanse so still, till a maiden awoke, breaking free of her bonds.
Her fingertips governed the snow's frigid reign, her veil was the frost, where the light would sustain.
Aurora, the Maiden of the Glacier, undying and grand.
Her memory a void, awash with the frigid night's call, yet the deity's command, resounded with echoes of avalanches' roar.
"Bestow eternity upon the world and descend, goddess fair, from Queen's Peak's icy lair."
In the Northern Vale's vast snowfields, the Maiden of the Glacier's path unfolds.
Mortals sang praises, prayers fervent and bold, tales etched in snowflakes, history to behold.
"Send forth eternity, O goddess on high!"
"Let the winds and snow purify our fates evermore!"
A divine decree, a mission veiled in mist, yet Aurora found the words to be cryptic and unkissed.
Fleeting snowflakes, in pursuit of eternity's grace.
Yet what is "eternity"? In frozen lands, the answer lurks within its hiding place.
In the heart's labyrinth, like snowflakes dancing in disarray, prayers to the goddess linger, but her hands should not in despair sway.
Unwilling to bear the sorrowful weeping, Aurora sets forth on a quest for eternity, through realms untamed, she will tread till her ending day.
As glaciers reflect the purest frigid gleam, the goddess presses forward, where destinies flow.
In the icy trail, she wanders, seeking, though, Aurora returns to her primordial abode below.
Worldly burdens, shattered by the blizzard's might, once thriving villages, now ruins in the night. No hearth's fire, their former warm delight.
Snowflakes on her cheek sing, memories take flight in a fling.
Northern glaciers, with purity aglow, a divine miracle, a radiant show.
A millennium has passed, devout souls did convene, to this hallowed ground, with reverence unseen.
They chose a gifted child, in the sacred light serene, to forge celestial wings.
Glory, the greatest lure, in temptation's stride, mother entrusted Aurora, in faithful confide, to the glacier's summit, secrets yet unseen.
A tender daughter forsaken, love's ephemeral sheen.
Here memories careen as the goddess unveiled eternity's cryptic screen, cold yet keen.
If eternity be unfeeling in its frigid pride, what she grants mortals is endless farewells for far and wide.
Why not seal eternity within thyself, O goddess divine, and return to the mountains, in destiny's design.
Aurora treads towards the glacier's claim, through snow and storm, as tears intertwine.
The Northern Vale, in empathy's vibrant flame, reveals a riddle, a truth assigned.
As frigid winds unveil an ancient snowy path, a thousand years past, the mother's fate malignant, one icy prison, a sorrowful claim.
Frozen tendrils gleam with a radiant flame, Aurora beholds her mother's last memory.
A thousand years ago in a village so frail, snow and tempests threatened roofs, a woeful tale.
A fragile frame, frost's gift, her strength would ail, Aurora, in sickness, would become a spectral trail.
"Heavens, have mercy, let not my snowflake be frail," helpless mother prayed to glaciers, but to no avail.
Faithful disciples, as angels, would set sail. To Queen's Peak, they carried Aurora without fail.
Biting cold winds could not deter her, nor curtail. Resolute mother braved the frost, her heart's travail.
Beneath a hundred pleas, a poignant, tearful unveil, mother met her beloved daughter, in ice's fair detail.
From ice and snow, a gown ethereal, beyond the pale, a radiant veil of light, in destiny's grand design. No more pain, no more affliction, in the eternal trail, Aurora, pure and beautiful, beyond life's frailty.
The faithful of light, their voices divine, declared to the mother, in solemn line:
"Beside you, her life, a fleeting design, within the glacier's embrace, Aurora shall shine!"
A parting, brief, left love's kiss behind, tears in her eyes, mother's heart entwined.
She would not rob her daughter of her light, so kind, alone on her journey, against the snow's grind.
A thousand years of snow, an epic grating, mother and glacier, in eternity, combined. In the frozen tomb, their souls aligned.
Hailstone BlastS1↑ BuffedCooldown
Frosty BreezeS2↑ BuffedCooldown
Frigid GlacierUlt↓ NerfedMana Cost
