>>5455668>>5455693>>5455704>>5455845>>5455942>>5456231>>5456492Feeling the inexplicable need to see all there is to see and do all there is to do, you march up a steep hill that looms ominously over the tiny town of Khelb, to get a better look at the altar of Auril, a power whom you've only just heard of, and their dancing priestess. Yet the very second you stand face-to-face with the woman, an overwhelming sense of dread mingled with regret oppressively bears down upon you. Casually resting a hand on the hilt of the Dark Fantasy, you step forward.
This tall, albino woman with statuesque features towers over you, dressed in thin white robes unfit for the temperature. Barefoot, she nevertheless stands assertively atop the packed snow as though it were warm moss. Cold of heart, her demeanor resembles that of those rare genuinely enthusiastic members of Lolth's clergy. Taken altogether, this information allows you to soundly conclude that she is a haughty bitch.
"Welcome, dark elf. Have you come to pay tribute to Lady Frostkiss?" Her voice is as an inhospitable mistral to your ears; placid, unemotional, although distinctly unfriendly. You incline your head, then look to the altar, a simple rectangular stone with a strange hexagonal... thing, engraved across its top. Detecting your confusion, the priestess clicks her tongue peevishly and explains.
"Auril is the Icedawn, mistress of winter's majesty. <span class="mu-s">All</span> you see before you is her work," she emphasizes, sweeping an arm outward in gesture at the valley. "These lands exist at her sufferance. In a few months' time, it will be only by her mercy that the North is not doomed to a frosty demise. You would be wise to respect the goddess, as all folk do." You roll your shoulders and sigh. Such tired rhetoric. The more things change...
You may choose no more than three.
>Fine. Suppose I want to win Auril's favor. What would I have to do?>I have heard that a male named Veldrin prays here. She has spoken with him, has she not?>For whatever reason, the mysteries of Lady Frostkiss intrigue me. I wish to know more.>If she knows the North, then she should know the Moonwood. What can she tell me of that?>I dislike her attitude. What does she think about that?>Talk about... [Write-in.] 