[center][h1]Kyra[/h1][/center]

[b]"Bloody hells, I'm used to the cold but it's like this place has never seen the sun before."[/b] Kyra trudged through the snow. Even though Kyra had made sure to dress for the weather, even getting snow shoes, this place was cold and unforgiving. It was dark for what felt like all the time, and the last time she saw sunlight was a few days ago. If it weren't for her innately magical ability to see in the dark, Kyra would've been lost in this cold, hostile land. But even so she doesn't let that bother her. She's here for a reason.

The Frostmaiden has come to steal warmth from the people in this land. Kyra was honor bound to help the common folk, who often have no choice but to suffer. These lands were often too dangerous for most up-and-coming adventurers, and more experienced ones are busier chasing more lucrative jobs. Thus it relied on people like Kyra, who had an oath to uphold, to do what others would not. Though that being said she hasn't had much luck doing much good so far. Most folk have already made preparations to give up to the Frostmaiden, so Kyra just kept moving until she'd find people who did need her help. Her next stop was Good Mead.

Eventually Kyra would spot some lights in the distance. Firelight from inside huts and buildings. She finally got to Good Mead. Kyra head straight to the mead hall, wanting to get out of this weather. She's been camping out for at least three days now, and she would enjoy an open flame. Once inside Kyra would shake off the snow and look for a table to sit down at. As she did she overheard someone talking about recent issues. In particular a giant who had just murdered someone in town and stole the town's mead. Kyra approached the table. [b]"Excuse me, I couldn't help but overhear that a giant stole some mead from here? I don't know about you, but that sounds like a problem. If you're worried about tackling it alone, I'd be more than willing to join you. Perhaps we can defeat the giant together."[/b]