The White King is a fallen planar power, banished for some offense against its own warring, deadly kin. Here, in Dungeon World, it has found a place to begin anew -- building up its power base with those power-hungry enough to wish to serve in The White King's frozen hell. The White King has earned the service of frost spirits in its time here, or perhaps has mastered certain spells, or might have even brought its own frozen servants here in exile. Regardless, The White King's powers are great! Rumors that its power pales in comparison to its kin will, hopefully, remain only rumors. Instinct: To accumulate power

• Overwhelm with a growing frost
• Command winter winds
• Obscure and conceal with a sudden snow storm
• Call upon hungry wraiths and their corpse-hosts
• Soar across the planes with a storm-portal