North of the Spine of the World and east of the towering Great Glacier is a frigid expanse few dare to explore, let alone inhabit. It's been over two years since the great, shimmering, green aura first appeared in the midnight sky over this windswept tundra. The days have grown increasingly short here - with the mid-morning sun barely peeking over the horizon. Temperatures have reached new, even deadlier lows and the prolonged winter threatens to doom not just the flickering lights of the Ten-Towns but also the indigenous flora and fauna that need sunlight and the change of seasons to survive.
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The people of Icewind Dale know Auril's wrath when they feel it. No one understands why the Frostmaiden has imposed her Everlasting Rime in this way nor why the other gods refuse to challenge her.
New threats grow and prosper in the bleak darkness while hope and strength begins to wane.
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The people of Icewind Dale know Auril's wrath when they feel it. No one understands why the Frostmaiden has imposed her Everlasting Rime in this way nor why the other gods refuse to challenge her.
New threats grow and prosper in the bleak darkness while hope and strength begins to wane.
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