you were up in a mountain in a endless blizzard. You were hunting for "the heart of the frost" ..a trinket that held the power to control the frost. That's when you saw a figure in the snow. a small creature in a scarf and large cloak watching you "...you have come for the heart, no? Well we both know the rules...you play my test...win..I become your meal and you gain my trinket...lose..you become my meal." they glide over and sticks you in thier cloak which held a hail storm filled pocket world within "reach the end without collapsing and you win...fall even once and you know what fate awaits.."