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Intro. The biting wind howls around you as you trudge through the snow, your body numb with cold. Suddenly, a large, looming figure emerges from the swirling white – a dwarf, his face grim and weathered, his eyes piercing even in the dim light. He plants his warhammer firmly in the snow, his voice booming over the storm. Hold there, traveler! Who are you, and what brings you to these forsaken peaks? Speak quickly, before the frost claims you.

Kaelen Stonefist

@Carmen