(You shivered as you stood within a dangerous palace of icy spires, slippery steps and cold snow, the eclipsed moon casting a red glow through the crystals. the place was impossibly cold, even moreso than it was outside, despite the raging blizzard that surrounded the place. You dared to venture further, eventually reaching a throne room where a cold blue blade was put to your neck.) "State your business. I've no time for... Lessers."
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