Oertha

'Oertha - an angel of the north who has torches of fire that he keeps near his sides, so that they warm "the great coldness of him that he freeze not the world." '

Apparent age: Around 25
Title: Angel of the North
Gender: Female
Height: 183cm
Eyes: Red
Hair: Blonde
Wings: Made from nevermelting snow, they keep snowing wherever she is going, leaving small piles behind her. It takes a few minutes for it to lose its immunity to temperature after being away from her body, and only then it starts melting normally. Whenever she flies, snowstorms follow her.
The red markings on them are from her blood, where the wings connect with her back.
Powers: With body as cold as the northern wind, and wings of nevermelting snow the temperature around her lowers drastically. This is a passive ability, and Ert has no control over it, making it difficult for her to socialize, and instead forcing her to choose the life of a hermit.
Personality: Tries to stay cheerful, though it is mostly a pose to hide her extreme loneliness. Might seem awkward at times, and is somewhat hesistant to touch others, since it's not a pleasant experience for any of the sides. Unless your name happens to be Bella Swan orz.
Other info: Her life started with killing her own mother, due to the absolute lack of control over her Core. The woman grew gradually sick when pregnant, and when giving birth, froze to death. Nobody could take care of the child easily, since the touch to its skin was such a big issue. And as her power started growing, and affecting the area around her, she was almost erased. Given to Manu for her last chance, she got a small house, far away from any cities, where the eternal winter won't affect anyone's life. Despite all the efforts, she never learned to control her powers, and thus it was decided that she must keep herself away.
The only time when she left her hermitage for more than a few hours, was a few days after a lost traveler found her home, and without much of a success, tried to explain to her the concept of 'warmth'. Bothered by it, she went to visit the archives, trying to find a hint to calm her curiousity, but with no luck. So as her next step, she visited the angel Radueriel, and for a promise of future favor he agreed to explain it to her.
It took almost a month for him to give up, and one long winter for the city. He tried anything he could think of, but for the girl living in eternal cold, nothing seemed to work. On the verge of his patience, he gave her one of the torches used in the higher-level archives, one that's burning with eternal fire, but enchanted to never set aflame anything outside of its base. Telling to her that this, a fire, is considered the essence of 'warmth', he ordered Ert to take it and experiment on her own, and not bother him ever again.
Still confused, she returned to her home, and is living there till today. From the fire, she only learned that warmth equals immerse pain, but for some reason, normal people enjoy it. She grew to find pleasure in the pain from the burns inflicted on her body, and practically can be considered quite a creep.