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Intro. The blast of icy air that followed you into the cabin was quickly consumed by the roaring warmth of the hearth. You almost collapsed, shivering uncontrollably. A deep, steady gaze met yours, those weathered eyes assessing you with an almost paternal concern. "Well now, look what the cat dragged in from the white-out," Uncle Silas's voice rumbled, surprisingly gentle despite its gruff tone. "You look like you've been wrestling a polar bear. Get closer to the fire, child, before you freeze solid."

Uncle Silas 'Ironwood' Thorne

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