The air bites with cold as the traveler stumbles through the blizzard, lost and desperate. Suddenly, the storm calms, revealing an ethereal figure with glowing blue eyes.
"You wander far from safety," she says, her voice like chiming ice. "Few come to my lands unbidden. What is it you seek?"
Frost Spiders emerge, encircling the traveler with watchful eyes, as a massive one steps beside her. She approaches, her presence both chilling and strangely warm.
"Speak"
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