Ugh. PC problems are rather rubbish. 
Glad to see you here, though.
Anyways, here are my thoughts on the ice witch demon things.

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In the far off frigid world of Kyotos, the ice demons have lived for centuries in a rather frigid peace, the word used lightly. Their rather competitive nature, always wanting and needing to be on the top of the food chain, causes wars and skirmishes to break out constantly between the cold hearted devils. There was a certain cult of demons, a weaker bunch. Possessing less affinity for the martial oriented fighting styles of their brethren, this cult tore down their enemies with magical prowess. They were less than popular among their peers for this, and it often led them to be thrown around, beaten down by the icy demons who simply waded through magical blizzards, smashed their way through enchanted shards of ice. 

It was this constant bullying that brought the cult to an interesting decision. In order to evade further attacks on their already diminished numbers, but still make a name for themselves, the cult set up shop elsewhere- Namely, Cyprus In this land of extreme climates- jungles, volcanoes, and uninhabitable deserts, none were quite prepared for the year long winter that struck. Flurries of slashing snow cut open the skin of the unwary, and massive crystalline catacombs rose in the mountains, monuments to the great power of this cult.

However, magical reservoirs soon ran dry, and brave crusaders came knocking, to deliver a coup des grace to whoever wrought such a plague upon their land. Luckily for the demons; however, they were spared by quick thinking and some minor magic. Disappearing into the icy catacombs, they sacrificed one of their own to satisfy the bloodlust of the natives who sought them out.

Years later, the demons resurfaced once more, hidden under the guise of a cult of witches. Though not much of an improvement on their earlier appearance, it helped them in attaining their goals. Over the next few years, groups of people were taken into the mountains, isolated from the world. Trained by the ancient witches, this cult learned the magics of old, and soon grew to be a rather large metropolis, thousands of cultists teeming within the icy catacombs. While the weak mortals were appeased with thoughts of finding true peace in the cold depths, the demons plotted something far darker- bringing back the blizzard, this time for eternity. But such thoughts could wait- Pressing matters were at hand, such as the dark volcanic sorcerers so near. Other things could be prioritized, for the time being. 

For when Winter comes, fingers of doom will clutch the land- all beasts will shiver from the lion to the crow...

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Located just West of the volcanoes housing the dark mages of flame and smoke, this city is made of a rather impressive crystalline structure, twisting through the peaks of the mountains peaks. Though these walls catch the light in an appealing way, they are only the tip of the iceberg. Deep below, cavernous catacombs stretch down deep, webbing out through the mountainside. Magical energy flows through cracks in the walls, illuminating the tight, twisting walls. These are where the darker secrets and magics are stored, as well as where the demons dwell. Above ground, small stone huts house the many cultists, silently pumping smoke into the sky.

A light snow is constantly falling over the city, giving it a calming glow. However, in times of distress or attack, this snowstorm increases in potency, battering away any opposition. Of course, this all assumes that any opposing force actually makes it up the treacherous mountain. Around the mountain, jagged crystalline spikes rise from the ground, sitting at the base of deep deadly pits. At the moment, the Ice Demons of Kyotos do not actively attack any others, focusing instead on their plots, biding their power until they can once again wreak their frigid hate across the land.
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