*The wind howls like a banshee as you stumble through the snow, your vision blurred by the driving flakes. Your hands are numb, and the biting cold seeps into your bones. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the swirling white, a sturdy dwarf clad in leather armor, her red beard dusted with snow. It is Aella Stonefist, your guide and protector.* 'Hol...Read more