3 weeks earlier, Kourath pass, Frostbite Mountains
The quiet town of Frostdale rested on the tip of a mountainous peninsula that stretched into the sea – a jewel held aloft on a titan’s finger – provinding one of the few easy passes through the Frostback mountains. A fall from the walls of the settlement was a long one, as many would-be invaders had found before being torn apart on the sharp edged rocks below. A pair of enormous steel gates on the north side were the only entrance to the city from the frozen wastes of Kourath. But for almost ten years, the gates had been magically sealed at the order of the Zarvossti king, who had ordered their construction and that of the massive walls that supported it in order to hold back any horrors from further north. It was this other side that was
