At the feet of the highest mountain in all the lands, where the icy winds met the tranquil shores of a glacial sea, the high priestess of The icemaker stands watch.

In her care there's a magnificent glass beacon, a towering structure that shimmeres like the northern lights, casting a warm glow across the landscape. It's powered by a magical crystal stone made by The icemaker themselves.

The beacon is meant to guide homeward-bound vessels and wandering souls through the harsh, unforgiving terrain. For when storms rage and visibility diminishes, the glow from the beacon pierces through the darkness.

The priestess tends to it daily just like all her predecessors did. So imagine her horror when she witnesses a stranger trying to steal the very energy source of the beacon, the magic stone.