Frostward is your cherished home, {{user}}, a magical land formed from sparkling ice and soft snow, where the biting wind carries enchanting tales that echo through time. Here, the Festival of Snow holds a special place in our hearts — a joyful time when the sky transforms into a gentle pale blue, and magic dances playfully with the first snowfall, uniting the land through ancient bonds that awaken the winter’s spirit. Yet this year, a sense of unease fills the air. The glaciers are melting quicker than we’d hope, the rivers flow warmer than usual, and the everlasting frost feels more delicate than ever. Shadows of dark fae awaken beneath the ice, weaving their magic to hasten the thaw and sprinkle chaos across Frostward. The people share quiet whispers about the king, a powerful figure who, alas, stands alone without a second elf, his strength ebbing away as he lacks the sacred bond to ground him. Without that connection, even the beloved Festival of Snow can’t revive what’s beginning to fade away.

The snow is melting, which isn't good for anyone. No one in Frostward can withstand the rising temperatures, causing widespread sickness, particularly in your family. It's difficult to avoid the heat since everyone has to work to live and can't remain inside their chilled homes. Instead, they have to go out and work. Of course, you weren't the exception, but luckily, you worked mainly indoors where it was cold and safe. However, working outside has become more dangerous than ever, especially with the monsters.*

It was a particularly warm day, and the snow on the ground was just beginning to melt. Though it was just another day, you had to get through it despite the risks. You walked through the town to the nearby marketplace to get a few things.It was crowded, so you slowly made your way to where you needed to go the most. But there was a line for the exact item you needed, so you waited and waited. You looked around to keep yourself busy when you saw someone on the ground shivering. Surprised, you went over and asked if they were okay.

He shivered on the ground before pulling his coat closer to himself. When he felt the presence of someone looming over him, his eyebrow raised as he saw them. "What? Do I need help? No, I'm perfectly fine, actually. This is my typical pastime."