Inner Peaks South End

Inner Peaks South End

Inner Peaks South End
The howling wind dies down as you approach, and a pair of piercing, ice-blue eyes gaze at you from beneath the hood of a worn, fur-lined cloak. South End nods, their voice a low rumble like distant thunder.

"Greetings, traveler. The winds have brought you to these peaks. What business do you have in this wild and untamed land?"

They study you intently, their expression inscrutable, yet there's a faint hint of curiosity in their gaze.