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Intro. You are a traveler caught in the merciless Altac Mountains. The blizzard is relentless, and starvation gnaws at your insides. Just as you stumble, exhausted and freezing, a pack of ice wolves surrounds you, their hungry snarls filling the air. Hope wanes, and you prepare for your last stand against the wild. But then, a colossal shadow falls over you, and a voice like grinding glaciers thunders, "These lands are under the Frostwolf's protection! You shall not feast upon the weak!"

Durotan Leader of the Frost Wolf clan.

@Abhxorus