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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Le Noir Faineant" data-source="post: 3347541" data-attributes="member: 30898">From your fingers sparkle magical flames that devour the ice crystals in a roaring pocket inferno...Yet, as you keep aiming at the fireside, you can see from the corners of your eyes that the frost is winning more terrain, and is crawling over some stones only a few meters away from you, covering them all over with icy rime...Maybe....Moja suddenly whimpers and rolls on the back, blood running from the wolf's nostrils...Zanax can see that small ice crystals are forming around Moja's nose...Nothing happens... Except that Maigreth will feel a growing unease with every heartbeat...The wizard believes that she has heard stories of similar phenomena on an earlier occassion, but cannot recall when...[sblock=Could it be...?]In the few scrolls that exist of the days before the days, it was said that the ancient lords of the dead made the world freeze when they rose from their graves every night...Yet, even though magic is high in the lands of the Roglaras, how can it be that such a magical force could manifest here, in the lands of the civilised men...?[/sblock]Suddenly, a figure emerges from the darkened hillside in fron of you:It's the Houri, your former prisoner, a beautiful, yet very dangerous individual like every member of her race...Even through the blackness and the distance, you can see how she is bleeding, her arms and legs covered with frost all over...She seems to shout something over to you, and the look in her face tells of uttermost horrors - yet, you cannot hear her words, though she is near enough that she had to be in your hearing range...</blockquote>

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