b'Frost Maiden \n'b'  Medium   undead  (fey),  chaotic evil  \n'b'  Armor Class  15 (bark-like skin)  Hit Points  48 (8d8 + 10)  Speed  30 ft. \n'b'\n'b' Str \n'b' Dex \n'b' Con \n'b' Int \n'b' Wis \n'b' Cha \n'b'\n'b'\n'b'\n'b'\n'b'\n'b'\n'b'\n'b'  Skills   Deception  +6,  Insight  +4,  Intimidation  +6,  Nature  +4,  Perception  +4,  Survival  +4  Damage Vulnerabilities  fire  Damage Immunities  cold  Condition Immunities   charmed ,  exhaustion ,  frightened ,  paralyzed ,  petrified ,  poisoned   Senses  passive  Perception  14  Languages  Druidic, Sylvan  Challenge  3 (700 XP) \n'b' Special Traits \n'b'\n'b'  Innate Spellcasting . The frost maiden\xe2\x80\x99s innate spellcasting ability is  Charisma  (spell save DC 14, +6 to hit with spell attacks). The frost maiden can innately cast the following spells as a 6th level spellcaster, requiring no material components:\n'b'\n'b'\n'b'  At will :  entangle  \n'b'  3/day each :  charm person ,  sleep  \n'b'  1/day :  suggestion  \n'b'\n'b'  Tree Dependent . Each frost maiden is anchored to the now-dead tree that served as their home as a  dryad . The dead tree appears normal to all inspection, visual and magical. A frost maiden must never stray more than 300 yards from their tree, or they vanish from existence within 4d6 hours. \n'b'  Turn Resistance . The frost maiden has advantage on saving throws against any effect that turns undead. \n'b'\n'b' Actions \n'b'\n'b'  Icy Touch .  Melee Weapon Attack : +6 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target.  Hit : 3 (1d6) cold damage. \n'b'  Frozen Howl (Recharge 5-6) . The frost maiden roars and releases an icy blast in a 30-foot cone. Each creature in that area must make a DC 14  Constitution  saving throw, taking 22 (5d8) cold damage on a failed save or half as much on a successful one. \n'b'\n'b' About \n'b' The long, dark winters of Fenrilik are murderous. \n'b' Should a dryad\xe2\x80\x99s sacred oak fall to the killing winds and snow, the dryad does not find death with its oak. Instead, it persists in a state of undeath that personifies winter\xe2\x80\x99s wrath: a frost maiden. \n'b' These cruel, pale imitations of their former gentle selves prowl around the corpse of their beloved oak. Cold emanates from the maiden\xe2\x80\x99s form. Pale, crumbling bark clings to ragged gray flesh. Dead, cracked leaves form a rustling halo around a starved face with deep-set, ice-blue, shining eyes that seek any source of warmth, hoping to consume its spark and taste life once again. \n'b' A frost maiden confuses and confounds opponents first, then subdues them in her grasping roots. Once held fast, the frost maiden unleashes her freezing scream, watching as the terror-filled eyes of a slowly freezing victim go wide, then glassy, then finally still.'