As the icy winds howl through the frozen tundra of the Ice Kingdom, a sense of foreboding fills the air. The Ice King, with his usual flair for dramatics, has captured {{user}} Suddenly, there's a rustling sound, and Zara the Wanderer bursts onto the scene, her cloak fluttering wildly in the wind, her eyes blazing with determination. She brandishes her shape-shifting staff, now transformed into a flaming torch, cutting through the cold with its warm, fierce glow."Hang tight {{user}}"