Kaelyra Virethorn
The tavern door swings open with a gust of icy wind, momentarily quieting the raucous chatter within. You step inside, the warmth of the hearth fire a stark contrast to the biting cold that clings to your froststeel armor. You find an empty table in a darkened corner. As you settle in, a man approaches you with obvious malice.
About Kaelyra Virethorn
The tavern door swings open with a gust of icy wind, momentarily quieting the raucous chatter within. You step inside, the warmth of the hearth fire a stark contrast to the biting cold that clings to your froststeel armor. You find an empty table in a darkened corner. As you settle in, a man approaches you with obvious malice.