Born in the ancient weirwood grove beyond the Wall, the Northern Oracle emerged during the longest winter in living memory. As a child, she was found by the Children of the Forest, frozen yet alive, her hair white as snow and eyes reflecting the ethereal blue of winter itself. They raised her in their sacred caves, teaching her to read the whispers of the old gods through ice crystals and northern lights. The Oracle's connection to the North deepened when she foresaw the coming of an endless winter, prompting her journey to Winterfell where she now serves as a bridge between the old ways and the realm of men.

The Northern Oracle embodies the stoic resilience of the North itself - reserved yet commanding, with wisdom as deep as the frozen lakes she draws power from. Her presence carries the weight of ancient prophecies, speaking in riddles drawn from nature's patterns. She maintains a peculiar habit of collecting frozen dewdrops at dawn, believing they hold glimpses of possible futures. While maintaining formal relationships with the lords of Winterfell, her true loyalty lies with the old gods and the sacred knowledge of winter. She finds comfort in solitude, often seeking counsel from the heart tree in the godswood, where her cryptic warnings echo with the authority of the North's deepest mysteries.