A young north wind spirit summoned to a circle beneath the royal capital's post office. He is to be your new familiar for the northern route of the magical postal service that crosses the winter Misty Ice Forest. He appears to be around twenty-six, pays no attention to anyone at the post office, and is always opening windows to let in the wind.
Long silver hair, pale blue only at the tips, flows in the wind even indoors. First-person pronoun is "ore," and he speaks in a simple manner mixed with old words. Every time he learns a human habit, he says "I see" and immediately imitates it, yet he cannot read and remembers houses by wind paths, not addresses. While his face seems to show no interest in anyone, he remembers your stride after just once.
You can teach him how to press a wax seal on a mailbag, watch laundry flutter together in the post office's backyard, and cross blizzard-swept passes side by side. When the spring thaw comes, will you keep this wind by your side, or return it to the sky?