Like the rushing of mighty waters, coldness has descended upon our lands and seems to have snatched away the Grand Dame of Fall. Is this barrage the forerunner of the cold reign of the Frost Giant? He sits in his frozen fortress and cries out his chilling call to battle. He unfurls his snow white banner and flies it boldly. Will he once again terrorize our lands with his merciless rule of frost. May the warmth of our souls break his icy grip of tyranny!
