"What you wanna go messin' around up in the mountains for? Ain't nothin' up there but snow, and wolves, and more snow.
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Yer lookin' for the old tomb? Take my advice, boys. Let that tomb alone. There ain't nothin up there you ought be messin' with. No money, no treasure, no fame, just ice. And death."
A legendary Artifact of the first brutal Ice Age.
Behold, the Harbinger of ill-tidings, the blizzard rider, the thief of winter, the Stamagast.
Quest - #2 WinnerBrumborion’s blade, the fang of the north, ice razor, the glacial sword, Givone’s Favor
In the trackless Frozen Waste, at the heart of the Sra lands lies the sacred glacier Ganamed, wherein lies Illyana’s Palace, the great ice necropolis of the Sra tribe.
Nothing but snow, nothing but ice and snow. I fear we will all loose our minds out here. Even the caves have frozen into ice…
from the collected notes of an unknown explorer.
A beautiful warrior woman, with a sword and soul of ice.
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"Are you lost in the frost?" A lone giant speaks, a cloud of chill air escaping his blue-lipped mouth.
In the distance, through a thick fog, you can see more of them coming out a cave lit by blue light. Almost like a portal to the netherworld is it’s eerie glow. You can feel fear growing in your belly. These aren’t normal giants. Their skin is blue, their hair and eyes silver. Stone jewelry hangs about their bodies making them look like brickwork monsters.
"Tiny man," The leader speaks, icicles breaking and falling from his jowls. "What brings you so far north?"