Varg looks at you in surprise, as if what you asked what not what he expected. "Hmmm... An interesting request. Very well." He mutters a few words and the globe begins to glow brighter. All around you you can see a faint outline of the tower supplanted over the actual tower, as if a image of it was being projected over the reality. Then the image shifts and you can see rolling plains of snow passing all around you.
The Solidity of the tower is suddenly very comforting.
The projected image keeps accelerating until the landscape is just a blur but, in the distance, you can see a great mountain of ice. As the mountain grows nearer, the image slows to the speed of a horses canter and enters a large cave, where you can see many figures moving about. Their ghostly forms take no notice of you and pass quickly beyond into the depths of the cave.
Soon enough you see the figures of some HUGE men, easily 10 to 15 feet tall, their skin tinged with blue and with beautiful faces. One, wearing a cape of purest white sits on a large throne while another, wearing a surcoat of pale blue stands over a large squarish column that is larger at the base. At the summkit of the column is a large, irregular crystal or gem.
The one in pale blue is walking around the column, which you can see has runes carved upon it, touching here and there. You can almost feel the waves of cold emanating from this... device.
"You see, "Varg says as you stare incredulously at the image. "They have this device, some sort of cold generator, that they use to make the entire north a frozen land. They like the cold. We tried to negotiate with their Jarl but he does not respect our kind, even the great leader Broud could not convince them."
He touches the crystal orb lightly and the image shuts off. He turns to Aleran, "what of you, what would you see?"