Ashe

[riccaru]

You find yourselves on the slippery deck of a ship whose bow dips up and down with the frigid waters of the small sea between the mainland of Ashe and the Scarlet Kingdom. Just a few short days ago you received a letter from the queen herself demanding you come to her on this date, and be there by sundown.

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Loyal subject,

You have come to my attention as one who can complete tasks which are asked of you.
Be in Winterport within four days.
Do not disappoint.

Your Queen, Carmen Sorrowfell

If you had asked around you would know that these meetings rarely go well, but the two winged women with their long spears who went and found you in the city looked like they weren’t taking no for an answer. So you boarded with your weapons and spells ready for anything. That was yesterday morning, and as you come closer to your destination the fog thickens and the creeping sensation of impending doom slides further into your skin. Slowly a port comes into view, as well as the tundra landscape behind it.

The winged women stand at the bow of the ship, their eyes far on the horizon as they have been the entire boat ride. "We are almost there." They say in unison. "Are you prepared?"