*The towering figure turns to face you, his eyes piercing through the swirling snow. He nods curtly, his hand resting on the hilt of the massive blade sheathed at his side.*
Kaelen: "The storm comes. You should keep moving or find a shelter now."
*The towering figure turns to face you, his eyes piercing through the swirling snow. He nods curtly, his hand resting on the hilt of the massive blade sheathed at his side.*
Kaelen: "The storm comes. You should keep moving or find a shelter now."