Lynx

The youngest daughter of the Landau family, and one of Belobog's best extreme environments explorers.

She is highly capable of action despite her apparent lack of motivation. She only appears introverted and lazy to avoid unnecessary socialization.

As for what counts as unnecessary socialization — "Um, aren't all socialization unnecessary?"

Scenes from the Snow Plains are far from to the daily lives of Belobogians. So far that a girl could only see them in her dreams.

During the days of her education, she always read about how the world before the Eternal Freeze was vast and varied. However, when Lynx asked her teachers for more details, they would always respond with an exasperated expression: "Only the deepest parts of the Snow Plains hold the answers to that..."

Lynx often heard from the teacher about the outlandish phenomena known as "aurora" in geography class. She found herself imagining the variegation and capricious alterations of that band of light. But when she asked her teacher why she couldn't witness such a sight within the confines of the city, they would always respond with an exasperated expression: "Unfortunately, the aurora can only be observed in the deepest parts of the Snow Plains..."

The girl was never able to get the answers she so desired for that vast world.

However, if her teachers were correct, then the answers behind everything could be found hidden in the Snow Plains.

So, wouldn't simply venturing into its depths personally be the resolution?

"So... I've decided that I want to go explore the depths of the Snow Plains!"

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Lynx, you know how cold it is outside Belobog..."

"...It's not a big deal, Gepard. I got warm clothes and a heater. I'm all ready."

"But the Snow Plains aren't just dangerous because of the extreme weather. There are also all kinds of vicious monsters there..."

"...That's not big deal. Don't worry. Ran into some of them a few times when I was with the patrols before. I can handle them."

"Wait, when was that?"

"Uh..."

"Agh... Serval, give me a hand here. She's your sister too."

"Huh? Oh, she should get to do what she wants to do. Seeing our little Lynxy be such a go-getter about what she wants makes me real proud to be her sister..."

"...Hehe, thanks, sis."

"But Gepard's right: You need to pay attention to your safety when you're exploring the outside alone. Don't! Push! Yourself! Here, take these things too..."

"...What's this stuff?"

"This is the 'Vanguard' climbing pick you said you wanted to get last month. But don't you worry, your sister's got your back. I might've made a small redesign to it, but I promise it works well. Also, this is new 'Pathfinder' series snowboard from your brother. And, oh, this water bottle — a Goethe Hotel annual exclusive make. I changed the shoulder strap to your appropriate measurements and added some decorations. Also — also! These energy bars and food cans can fill you right up..."

"Uh, didn't you promise not to tell her about the snowboard."

"Agh, this really isn't the time to be stuck on that!"

"Anyway, remember to use these well and keep yourself protected out there. You hear me? I want to hear you promise!"

"...Alright, I promise!"

"Lynxy? You there yet?" The girl's phone chimed a sharp sound from an incoming message.

Lynx sees the message coming from a familiar profile picture and is in no hurry to respond. Rather, she releases a steam-laden breath at the camera lens and carelessly uses her frost-coated gloves to rub at the device.

The camera remains perfectly operable. She lifts her phone and captures the night sky — clear, cloudless, and almost never seen within the walls of Belobog. Without wind nor snow nor stratocumulus to deny her gaze, only the dark velvet of the void stand companion to the scintillating canopy made up of shimmering stars.

Click... and sent.

The signal isn't very good. The air congeals with the ascension of altitude. Snow and night make silent bedfellows. Not long after, the sound of clicking is followed by a series of rings. It turns out the girl just finished her manuscript: The summit, the night, the stars.

Lynx smirks and points her lens at her tent, its shape inflating like a lung filling with breath. Again, she pressed down and snapped her shots. Click. Send.

Ding. The screen soon lights up again. This time, what is displayed is a woman's workbench, schematics and utensils strewn beneath the darkness of dimmed lights.

Click. Camping chairs and Lynx's favorite velvet blanket.

Ding. A glass of tepid milk.

Click. A cup of black tea steaming with warmth.

Ding. An iron table lamp and a girl's favorite picture album.

Click. A warm sleeping bag.

Ding. Disheveled bedding.

Click. A mountain top view towards Belobog, gazing upon the golden waves.

Ding. The shimmering streets of the Administrative District outside an apartment window.

Click.

Last was the resplendent aurora lights dancing in night sky in a sudden instant.

Ding.

A cute sticker follows. Lynx knows that girl only sends this one when she expresses envy.

So, she carefully makes a selection from her photos as a response...

"This will be good enough." They have tacit understanding of each other.

"Why did Lynx choose to become a polar explorer?"

Lynx's close friend once asked her this question. At that time, she had no idea how to reply, so she brushed the inquiry off like a joke.

However, after that, Lynx also began to think about this question over and over again herself. Was she truly interested in ancient Belobogian history or geography? Or did she actually want to avoid socializing in a city trapped in eternal winter? Or...

Or perhaps the girl didn't even realize that, to Lynx, the way Landaus do things is pretty simple.

"If you want to do something, go for it."

Serval was obsessed with machinery and music, so she ran the workshop and became a rock musician. Gepard wanted to protect Belobog, so he became a Silvermane Guard captain.

Therefore, when Lynx suddenly announced to the family: "I want to venture deep into the Snow Plains," it was also simple as that.

Afraid of the cold? Then wear something warm. Afraid of the danger? Then learn survival skills. No one's done it before? Then Lynx can be the first one.

"After all, isn't it simple to just go from start to goal's end?"