"Attention, people of the lands. The chilling air is on the rise, Winter is at your doorsteps, and with it,
the end of summer, the end of warmth, the end of your Summer Cycle, and now upon you, the Cycle turns over to Winter,
and frost once again on the rise. So Gather, brothers and sisters of winter. Let your frigid winds be heard, may your frosted steps
cover and dance the roads as we gather, as we pay hommage, to our Queen, and spread her name once more to grace the minds and lips of the creatures of summer, and let them too understand our maiden, and accept her.

Let it be known, across the Isle. Even if our Ice melts to water, the water too, can be frozen and returned to Ice.
And we to rise again, more beautiful and colder than ever. Those of Frost, and those of warmth, I offer my frozen hand, take it and join me. As I errect a shrine to our frozen maiden on this Isle at The Northern Frontier, for all to pay their respects, their prayer, and wishes, so our maiden may grace you and grant you mercy for the Coming Storm, and so that you may learn and appricate our Frostmaiden."

- Signed, Von'lys "Ice-Breeze",
of The Frozen Hand

Beneath this notice, are a set of directions to the shrine sight at the Northern Frontier; Just outside Bendir, by the ruins. Those that do happen to find this notice, and follow it's directions will come to find a chilling reception, a Altar of Auril has been errected out of Ice, the ground and cliff side of the makeshift shrine is blasted with sheets of ice the ground leading into the nook of the cliff is snowy, from the Ice-Elemental that seems to have been heavily moved back and forth between, leaving the air chilled with it's presence, at the entrance. Protecting the shrine, Von'lys can also be seen at the shrine, with his own chilling wind swirling around him, occationally seen laying prayers and tending to the shrine, keeping it from being destroyed, tampered or otherwisely keeping it frozen and 'pure' as he paid his tribute aswell, by protecting the shrine, and greeting those who came by with his emotionless, cold but polite tone of speech.

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Fymor noticed the one just outside of Bendir, pondering the advert as he sipped his morning brew.

"Winter's not so bad."

Nodding a few times, he stolled over down the road to inspect the site of the shrine. His visit was polite, taking great interest into the elemental as well as the icy sculpture, appraising the artistic eye behind its creation. The faint steam from his tea quickly faded, but he didn't seem to care much, sipping away at his herbal choice. Without much else to do, he asked a few humble questions as to the nature of the shrine and its purpose.

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You will likely not see me as:

Fymor Trueshot

By the one in the Bendir Dale.

Winter is not for another two months yet. Have you never seen a calendar of Harptos before?

- E

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Elwyn Sabel - Laura Jarshall - Mordoc Ebonhand

Discord: Bhaalorian#5715

*The notice in Bendir Dale was removed (IC), within moments of it being placed.*

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The Notice outside bendir dale, remains empty having been taken down twice, it is moved in a different location, up the hill heading towards the northern frontier two more notices are affixed on the way out from bendir, on the tree's, and encased in a icy-cocoon, clear to let the notices be heard, but make it slightly difficult to take the, harmless notices down. The shrine site, finds itself back up and frigid and active again after to welcome any and all wishing to stop by and understand Auril.

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A certain blonde stopped to read one of the icier notices, curiously. A small frown creased her lips before she continued on.

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At the Shrine site, new things can be found, in the frosted area around the shrine, foot travel could be made out, and not only of the Frosty Elf that has established it, but of a human, and a reptalian pair as treked at the shrine, and recently, activity sparks, a camp is being errected, two tents are pitched up, in it supplies are stored, food, and fresh bandages in one tent, in the other errected, bedrolls and adventuring supplies. Those that came through would notice a donation box set up near the rockface, in it appears a few might have already donated to the elf, fifty grand can be counted in coins in his box, the man still at his post, resuming his ever vigilance, with his Ice Elemental. And a new set of notices are sent out where previous ones have been placed.

People of the lands, I welcome you all, and any to join still. Already many have come, and paid tribute to the maiden, I have now established, campsites for those who wish to be a part of the maiden and embrace her in all things, your donations have been most kind, and your donation to the maiden will make the 'Coming Storms' ease 'their' mercy on you, Come and understand the maiden, she will accept you all, as she has already begun to accept those willing and blessed them in their endevors.

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