Carved to bring glory to the Patient One, the silent and frigid Abomination that holds dominion over the frozen wastes, the Glacier's Fist is heralded as a deadly weapon, but the true purpose of it is a much more subtle thing.

A small silver lantern, at whose heart there burns a shard of ice.

A crossbow bolt crafted from the deepest shadows, which infects those struck with a terrible spiritual corruption.

A well-meaning mage has banished darkness from the area, not realizing the downsides of this event.

A curious dagger, with a blade stained by ancient gore; it has seen many dark deeds, yet goes unsuspected as more than some old piece of junk.

Adapted to the northern tundra, these hardy little insects dwell among the Fireleaf ferns...