A Cursed Cold

But with his absence comes a slew of other problems.

With winter rapidly descending upon the valley, and a Kakadarian warrior falling ill from a malicious poison, things appear to be hopeless—until a great beast of legend flies in from the mountains, bringing both joy, and fear, to the Wastes.

As concerns grow over the beast’s appearance, and our people’s chances for surviving the winter turn grim after an unprecedented attack, both the Kakadar Elders, and the Grand Sages and Sky Elves, come to an agreement. We will journey north to beg for aid and make trade with the people who arrived in the Wastes decades ago, and pray that they will take pity on us.

It may be our only hope for survival.