Thread:Edacnik/@comment-26210095-20151209215557/@comment-26210095-20151209232037

"But this is nice weather!"

You approach the castle, where you are greeted by a contingent of guards with finer armor, made out of silver. They escort you to the throne room, a palace made entirely out of icestone, a rock found only here that burns with cold. Even the northmen are shivering, though they hide it. Undisturbed by the cold, sits a man with silver hair, bone white skin, and eyes the exact color of ice, with blue robes on.