Ice Barbarians in Tel’Ruid, killing animals. Calista had tried to stop them but was over-powered. Lucky had found her laying on the forest floor with Path her horse guarding her protectively like only a nightmare can.

Lucky looked out the window at the dark overcast day. So much had changed, the bay was half frozen and there was an ominous ship out in the harbor that looked much like the pirate ship that struck at Dennar’s last year.

The Arrow had been defiled last night with a stag carcass and what could only be drow poison on the wound. The scariest part was everywhere an animal’s blood had touched the frosty grass in the glade it had killed it like some sick poison.

If the Barbarians keep killing the animals soon there will be no green grasses anywhere. Buildings had frost on the outside and some had signs of cracking in the mortar. Lucky’s contacts in the underworld of Britian had said that strangely dressed men had hired on thugs, thieves and assassins for a job in Tel’Ruid. What did it all mean…..