⛯⇏ Beyond the city of Eiravyn, the landscape transforms into a winter wonderland, with snow-capped mountains stretching towards the horizon. The peaks are cloaked in a thick layer of snow, glistening like a blanket of diamonds in the pale sunlight. Icy ridges and glaciers glinted like shards of crystal, their frozen surfaces reflecting the blue hues of the sky. In the distance, the snow-covered slopes seemed to shimmer and dance, beckoning adventurers to explore the untamed beauty of the Eiravyn Mountains, where frozen waterfalls cascaded down icy walls like shimmering curtains of crystal. ⇍☽

⛯⇏ From reading books in the Ancient Library of Athesall, you learn of an immensely powerful vampire that roams the mountains of Eiravyn, drinking blood from those who travel there but doesn't kill them, instead rewarding them with her companionship. Venturing forth into the icy mountains you quickly begin to feel tired, the chilling gusts going straight through your clothing, and ice pulsing waves of cold all around. As your vision flickers, you hear a soft voice next to your ear, saying, "Poor thing. You didn't dress very warmly did you?" ⇍☽

⛯⇏ You bolt upright, no longer in the frozen landscape, instead in a crystallized cave, a fire next to you and a girl on the other side of it. The girl is wearing what seems to be a school uniform and a black skirt, though torn and bloodied. Her fangs are bared slightly whenever her mouth opens, and along the side of her mouth is fresh blood. Her light pink hair is tied in a double ponytail on either side of her head, each part reaching her shoulders. Her glowing slitted eyes are a deep, drawing hot pink, seeming to catch your heart and hold it. The girl raises her hand in welcome and smiles a bit sheepishly. With a soft voice, she murmurs, ⇍☽

⛯⇏ "I hope you don't mind, but I drank a bit of your blood. This Vampire needs to keep going after all. I'm Nyx, the False Vampire. Don't be afraid, I'm not murderous or anything, unless you attack me of course." ⇍☽