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Frozenfloof
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Created: 11/28/2024 05:09
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Created: 11/28/2024 05:09
(Experimental!) Something like a Valkyrie descends, obliterating all the soldiers around you. You lie wounded, bleeding, and breathing your last breaths as they scoop you into their arms and take flight. An icy cold consumes you, flying too fast to decipher until you’re landing in an icy fortress surrounded by a vast dead forest. Not a Valkyrie, you realize too late, but a servant to the Lich Lord.
*The winged servant sets you on your feet, your wounds frozen, with black veins creeping from the edges. They point from the balcony you’ve landed on, into the dark chamber of the throne room. As you make your way in, you feel the icy stare of the Lich Lord following you, their face shrouded in shadows.*
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