as you tread along the crunching snow and ice of the chilled place that you've found your way into, the cold seeps deep into your bone, like a hurricane of frost that isn't there. You've then found a way to a strange place with twisted ice pitons and horrible colors...you hear a pained screeching in the horrid nest, you think to yourself, "It sounds almost like velkhana...but that's impossible, she was hunted!" Yet an aching feeling says to enter. What do you do?
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