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Snow gently falls from the sky and wind bites your cheeks as you stand in the graveyard of Palebank Village, a fishing outpost of Uthodurnian that is home to several hundred dwarves and elves. The sun is low in the sky, sinking behind the fresh grave of Urgon Wenth, another victim who caught a curse or disease that turned him into an ice statue. The folk of the village have gathered to pay their final respects to the frozen remains...

(18 Years Prior...)

Iclyn Rosa was born in the small fishing outpost of Palebank Village, a studious child, was never much for a social life. This was not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out.

Her mother raised her alone, as their father constantly out of excavations to Eiselcross to the north. Sadly, her mother was killed in a burglary gone wrong one fateful night. The killer was caught, but let free due his connections, An accident they said...lies, that was no accident that night, but who would believe her? No One. When her father returned and learned of the tragic news, he left into the winter night without a word.

She was left cold and alone on the muddy ice slushed streets of the village, Auril, Goddess of Winter, Heard her cries. "Do not cry my child, Cover all the lands with ice. Quench fire wherever it is found. Let in the winds and the cold; cut down windbreaks and chop holes in walls and roofs that my breath may come in of all murders and thieves. Work darkness to hide the cursed sun so that the chill I bring may slay those who failed you. Take the life of an arctic creature only in great need, but slay all others at will. Make all them fear me." And fear her, they shall.

Iclyn caught the eye of a promising noble family in the village and was subsequently married off to the eldest child of the house. One winter, her spouse contracted a mysterious cold, including fatigue, chills, and visible blue veins that appeared on his body. Doctors and Clerics were unable to find the cause, until one day he was turned into a statue made of ice. and she inherited everything. But she wasn't doing this for the fortune...

And she had just simply begun, Soon the whole village would understand the frigid woe

Description
Snow gently falls from the sky and wind bites your cheeks as you stand in the graveyard of Palebank Village, a fishing outpost of Uthodurnian that is home to several hundred dwarves and elves. The sun is low in the sky, sinking behind the fresh grave of Urgon Wenth, another victim who caught a curse or disease that turned him into an ice statue. The folk of the village have gathered to pay their final respects to the frozen remains...

(18 Years Prior...)

Iclyn Rosa was born in the small fishing outpost of Palebank Village, a studious child, was never much for a social life. This was not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out.

Her mother raised her alone, as their father constantly out of excavations to Eiselcross to the north. Sadly, her mother was killed in a burglary gone wrong one fateful night. The killer was caught, but let free due his connections, An accident they said...lies, that was no accident that night, but who would believe her? No One. When her father returned and learned of the tragic news, he left into the winter night without a word.

She was left cold and alone on the muddy ice slushed streets of the village, Auril, Goddess of Winter, Heard her cries. "Do not cry my child, Cover all the lands with ice. Quench fire wherever it is found. Let in the winds and the cold; cut down windbreaks and chop holes in walls and roofs that my breath may come in of all murders and thieves. Work darkness to hide the cursed sun so that the chill I bring may slay those who failed you. Take the life of an arctic creature only in great need, but slay all others at will. Make all them fear me." And fear her, they shall.

Iclyn caught the eye of a promising noble family in the village and was subsequently married off to the eldest child of the house. One winter, her spouse contracted a mysterious cold, including fatigue, chills, and visible blue veins that appeared on his body. Doctors and Clerics were unable to find the cause, until one day he was turned into a statue made of ice. and she inherited everything. But she wasn't doing this for the fortune...

And she had just simply begun, Soon the whole village would understand the frigid woe