// Son, you're as big as a house (well, that's a bit of an exaggeration), but with that size you won't get far in terms of stealth or finesse.
It's perfect, no one will ever suspect us!
"For futu tions, , Harbi f Cold"
"For future generations, Harbinger of Cold"?
Awww, they named us!
Well, we can't go turning down such a generous gift!
They gave us a title, but we still have our proper name. (Helchistrasza, as suggested by LordBucket)
In the coffins you find perfect (or not) skeletons of fallen human, dwarf and elf alike, along with their armor and weapons, but nothing in particular caught your orbit. (
// Saying that nothing caught your eye would be inappropriate given our state.)
You take a few skeletons, since they don't seem to care, and dismantle them and after a bit of fiddling around you manage to make yourself pretty menacing with the following:
More spikes on your back.
An extra tail.
An ability to move your ribs. (therefore, opening and closing your ribcage)
After that, you proceed to the other room. Your new features don't seem to slow you down, at least not as much as you thought they would.
// Son, you're as big as a house (well, that's a bit of an exaggeration), but with that size you won't get far in terms of stealth or finesse.
I was thinking less along the lines of "sneak around" and more towards "fly above enemies at night and bodyslam them before they notice"
// If you think about flying, forget it. At least until you get something to put on those wing bones.
Aixio, Winterfall - you release a thick and long stream of deathly cold ice from your jaw, freezing, slowing and eventually killing anything in its straight path.
Murita, Icewall - you accumulate cold air on your wings that you can shape into a protective wall of ice.
Tavez, Spikestorm - you create a sphere of ice that explodes violently, damaging everything in an area and releasing deadly icicles.
Kavush, Mistcloak - you create a thick layer of mist around your body (or lack thereof), making yourself hard to see.
- old, foreign parchments [ribcage]
// If you don't like those new bonestuffs, you can always change them. There's plenty of bone to pick from here.