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The Icesteepes Hamlet Hall

               To go back to the Hamlet Outside,
                       back through the door
                      you just came in from,
 
                            click here

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     Inside away from the chill, 
The door creaks and slams behind you, 
- blown by the wind.
the immediate respite from the bitter
howl of the winds is noticed.

the hall echoes, ~ the sound of footsteps
thud across the shiny dark timber.
Across the hall, faux armour suits
stand upright;

     Curtains seem drawn;
   as if expecting guests.

 

the silence of the halls prompts the search for
      anyone of interest, anyone smart enough to                                   talk to. the icesteepes are afterall a                       well-noted mountain range, why, hmm
                         maybe nobody wouldever need to                                       come here, but we all know it.
                                   At this point in the H
all,
                                      anything will do, barter?

                                         A little gossip?    
                                               any leads?

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   You hear mumbling fromthe door to the left, groaning,Laughing, croacking,this must be a drinking den./ ale for themountain folk, no wonder.

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On the upstairs floor a warm manor is setup,
a seemingly kind, but pained lady is bed-ridden:


  " Gen-ye? would you like to try this on?
it's much warmer, double velvet."
   -.. ."Tstk, m'lady tomorrow."

 - "wait ,
 who is this stranger?

why are you here in my hamlet?
 'i am too ill to walk around, ci."
                                       'yes, perhaps tomorrow, then
                                           your grace.'
 "yes ,please fine."
now who are you?
why are you travelling through
this hamlet?
the icesteepes a little too cold?
They have eyes that Shine!


i  like you anyhow.
why don't you stay a while.

theres always some food,
if you fit the bill, do your share;
Yeah...


well, don't bother with the goblins;
uncivilised, if you know.

 you won't find much conversation
from them.
yes, no. Mmm Well, 


you know, if you'd like to do
me a favour,
if you can, it'll be worth my while.

i don't have the health myself, to make the journey.

"There is a place known as the Paro wastes."
it is not exactly a pure wastes,
nessecarily, nor is it a  swamp, exactly.
but it has harsh and dry 
desert and
wasteland elements,
i need you to find me
the bearer of the paro,
either the symbol of the bearer
itself,
or the arcane weather key

for the bearer magic's 
regional power in the North.
it is not far, to the desert, 
if you know the way,
but i do not know
where it is.
the arcane keystone 
weather site is in the 
Paro rainlands, or the
Northern rainlands,
you'll need to find 
the lost entrance into the 
rainlands also,
come back, and we can speak

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