On her surface, Elsa is the picture of calm and elegance. She is the eldest daughter of the King and Queen of Arendelle, and the heir to the throne, who always carries herself with a certain amount of reserve and poise. She is extremely rational (shown when she tells her sister, "You can't marry a man you just met.") and pragmatic. Beneath that surface, however, she holds a beautiful and terrible secret: she has an ancient ability to control ice, and it is an ability that she has rather superfluous control over.

As a child, Elsa was playful and happy. She embraced her magic, sometimes using it to play with her younger sister, Anna. However, after an accident that had nearly cost Anna her life, both Elsa and her parents came to fear this magic. As a result, the King and Queen's staff was cut down and most of Elsa's contact with other people was shut off. The castle doors closed, and Elsa spent the next thirteen years of her life in isolation for the perceived (and later, self-perceived) protection of everyone else, including Elsa.

That said, Elsa is a bit of a recluse, and can oftentimes come off as cold and aloof. Obviously, this is not by choice, but rather by what she perceives as necessity. Otherwise, she is really quite sensitive to others' emotions and needs and she will oftentimes sacrifice her own emotions and needs for them. Paradoxically, for as much as there is a coldness to her, there is an equal sort of fire about her as well: even when she is incredibly unsure about herself, she will still set aside her discomfort and push forward for the sake of others. Her determination to get through her coronation is a good example of this; as much as she was reluctant to open the castle doors and let people inside, and as nervous as she was throughout the whole coronation ceremony, she still went through with it. (To disastrous consequence, but that is neither here nor there.) Elsa is extremely motivated by what she thinks is better for other people -- especially her people, her sister, and the people of Arendelle -- even if it means giving up her own happiness in the end. She will not always like the decision she has to make, but she will always make the decision to do what she thinks is best for everyone else.

As mature and collected as she wants to appear, however, she is not immune to moments of girlishness, as evidenced during her coronation when taking a moment with Anna to comment on how delicious the chocolate had smelled, or how she uses her ice magic to change her style of dress. It appears that no amount of self-imposed isolation is enough to really erase the playful side she has; the personal flurry to keep Olaf the Talking Snowman (who likes warm hugs) from melting in the summertime is also proof of that.

While it would take a lot of in-game development, considering the chosen canonpoint for her, it is important to note that underneath all of the poise masking the uncertainty is a young woman with quite a free spirit when she isn't tied down by her own fears and insecurities. As reserved as she is, she appears to enjoy some thrill-seeking activities; she isn't hesitant to climb a mountain by herself, or go "ice-skating" once she thaws Arendelle's eternal winter.

Elsa is quite the multi-faceted young woman. She is poised and elegant, held back by fear and insecurity, but at her heart she is selfless and free-spirited, and a born leader.

Elsa has complete control over (cold) temperature, snow, and ice. This can be something as simple as causing a few snow flurries, to causing widespread blizzarding conditions in the middle of summertime, to bringing life to snow constructs, to building entire castles out of ice, to "freezing the hearts" of (cursing) other people. All of these are things that she's done in canon, but it's very likely that her abilities are not limited to these things. While not explicitly stated in canon outside of the lyrics, "The cold never bothered me, anyway..." she also appears to be impervious to cold and freezing temperatures, as shown when she sheds her cloak while travelling up a snowy mountain.

Given her perception of herself, Elsa is not likely to hold very many keepsakes or mementos dear to herself. However, her family is extremely important to her, and so the system is probably likely to pick up a few things in relation to this. A locket with her parents' portraits inside, perhaps, or a doll that might have belonged to Anna. Additionally, her gloves (given to her by her father) as well as her father's crown and scepter, as seen in her coronation. Even though she wasn't crowned by her canonpoint, they would serve as a stark reminder of her parents and Arendelle.

The ice spreads freely, crystallizing along the polished floor of her bedroom and up the papered walls. Even behind her door, Elsa had rarely ever let the power flow, if she could help it, and now that she is there's a strange sort of relief that comes with it, like pressure slowly easing.

No matter how many times the words replay in her mind, they don't seem real.

Forgive me, Princess Elsa.

Her eyes sting with the prickle of tears. Not a hot prickle, like she has read in many of her books, but just sharp and stinging. She wishes it could be hot. It would be normal for anyone else, would it not?

I'm afraid I have some grave news.

There are snow flurries in the air, but they appear to be suspended in time and Elsa only half-recognizes this fact, just like she is only half-recognizing that the frost is spreading along her ceiling and crystallizing along the elegant shape of the chandelier above her.

I have just received word that the King and Queen of Arendelle...

The world grows momentarily watery and blurry, at least until the tears trickle thickly down her cheeks. One continues to follow the contour of her face and slips down her neck. The other she swipes away, as if trying to erase the evidence.

Your parents...

Her breath is visible when she exhales, a soft puff of white-blue fog in the cold air. It's cold enough in her room that the full glass pitcher of water on the table next to her bed is frozen solid, and yet the wet trails on her face left in the wake of her tears have not frozen.

They never freeze.

I am afraid there was a storm in the night. The ship your parents were on was capsized.

There is a musical sound in the air, something that sounds like wind chimes. Belatedly, she recognizes it as the sound of the crystals adorning the chandelier singing as they strike each other. The chandelier is swaying with the weight of icicles building unevenly off of its elegant cut.

They did not survive.

Something snaps, and Elsa has only the briefest moment to glance upward to see the chandelier come crashing down. One icicle, glistening like glass and sharp as a blade, pierces her heart.

It does not hurt. It does not hurt even when her lungs fill and she can't breathe.

Her last thought is of her sister's smiling face and the vaguely-awkward quality of her laughter. It is of how she is sure that Anna would grow up to be a strikingly beautiful woman.

It isn't of how even her blood runs as cold as her magic as it seeps through her dress and across the floor.

Her death was extremely quick, and hampered by the haze of grief, so it is likely that she actually remembers very, very little of it outside of being overwhelmed by the fact that her parents have died.

Although not specifically stated, it is heavily implied with the nature of Elsa's coronation that her culture is influenced by religion; possibly a form of Catholicism, although I plan to keep this extremely loose and vague. The world will likely conflict with everything she might have been taught about death and afterlife, but she will come to accept most of it as some sort of and afterlife. It may even come as a little bit of a relief, especially if she meets people with powers who are stronger than hers and accept hers for what they are, and her for who she is. Elsa may have been taught to be a recluse, but she was not born one, and even at the end of canon she is shown to be very adaptable to new ideas once she has gained her footing and her self-confidence. I plan on making this a slow and natural process; as natural as it can be, anyway.

Regardless, at her surface, no matter how unsure of the situation she may be, she will handle the majority of it with regal poise, not really letting anyone see how uncertain that she is under the surface. Although at the time of her in-game death she was only just made aware of her parents' death, and thus it has not really dawned on her that she is next in line to accept the royal crown, she has spent her entire life in the service of Arendelle's people and so she understands the importance of keeping a firm grasp on her appearances.

The one exception to this will be if someone she is close to (especially her sister) is in danger, in which case she's likely to lash out in the worst ways. Her ice powers for the majority of canon respond directly with her emotions, and can have devastating consequences. Naturally, this is going to be especially interesting in Monad.