ewers of cold water drawn from the mountain streams at very reasonable prices as they show their appreciation for the soldiers' presence. Heroes of the Green

allowed the creation of trods connecting the vallorn to the wider network that crisscrosses the Empire but the Thule permit few stridings to visit the area

forests, cold lakes and windswept tundra feed the people of Wintermark Sermersuaq is the ancestral home of the Suaq people, taking its name from the legendary

pampas of the Brass Coast and the distant Marches, as well as luxuries from cities of the League and even raw materials from Varushka all pass through Cargo

Zenith The mountains of Zenith are the tallest in the nation, and perhaps the Empire, and the air here is still and cold. The spires tend towards the contemplative

shaped by the wind. Here the Freeborn graze the bulk of their herds of goats and sheep. The wind from the west, the Delés, is constant and bitingly cold at night

and avalanches down from the mountains, or south from the frigid wastes, to batter Wintermark and Varushka. She does not do this from wickedness, but because

before the foundation of the Empire by the Suaq people. A smaller cousin of the mammoth is known to exist in warmer climates outside the borders of the Empire

conceded the Pass to the orcs. It was again proposed by the Senator for Karsk - Vuk The Wolfeater - and approved by the Senate. The Thule queried the exact

serpents spilling down from the slopes of the mountain. With the Liberty Pact ships focusing on controlling the docks and the waterfront, the warbands that have

Beoraidh is the great stone colossi that flank the crimson cascade the falls from the high cliffs south of the port. Then, rounding a headland, the wretched

not exactly the Bay of Catazar, but there are no floes on the sea nor ice near the water's edge. It seems like the water here is being kept from freezing

nothing for the sorrow of the Empire. In the south-west, on the Brass Coast the Grendel are driven conclusively from Madruga... only for the Jotun to move

reintegration within the Navarr and the Empire. From ashes we rise, from sorrows we grow. Ashwood Striding has risen from the ashes twice now. Once, the ashes of Springwake

even with the aid of the Red Wind Corsairs, the Black Thorns, and the Quiet Step. The Jotun captured the fort, conquered the hills of the Jasse, and made

as if the entire territory resists the incursion from its heart; magical fortresses twine and twist from the woodlands of the Glen of Shadows, from Old Ranging

protect themselves from the cold, an the fatigue that comes from trudging through snow. Is the army traveling in the arid hills of the Brass Coast? Then

With the aid of the corsairs of the Brass Coast, the armies of the Marches push to liberate the islands of Free Landing. There is no navy, but the distances

during the war with the trolls. The town of Arnburh later grew from that first tent, founded by Gangrædan the first Thane of Dunhearth Hall. Once the trolls

of the Empire. Then, the casting of Bright Eyes Gleam in the Depths opened the floodgates. Hundreds of scions of the new eternal known as the Cold Sun

farm on the north edge of the town. The centrepiece of the farm will be a large abattoir where the pigs can be killed and the carcasses cut up. The farm will

misfortune. The magic of the ritual, guided in some measure by the spirit of Sorin, weaves a structure from the energies of the Winter realm, and the ruins among

amount of underground water in the area, having eaten away at the rock for thousands of years. The water is cold, and reasonably pure, but there is currently

choose to leave the army at the end of that period they receive payment in land from the Empire (equivalent to a level one farm). Although the lure of land

levels. Amid the towers and the bridges are grand viaducts and three great aqueducts that bring water from the mountains – rivers in the sky - a wonder

to the contrary, on the side of the Empire - knights of Cathan Canae drawn from her frozen realm by Imperial magic to help hold the Thule from the foothills

seize some of the wealth that flows from the forges here. In the end, the raid into the heart of Skallahn is a resounding success. At the appointed moment

with eyes darker than the night, they emerge from the Winter regio The Regio of the Hound on the first night of the waxing moon. The wolves are no rampaging

also the problem of the cold. Even though the Summer Solstice is barely past, the weather is bitter. The Fire of the South in particular, feel the bite

on the coast to the city itself. Pilgrims are welcomed to travel the road to visit the temples and shrines, and the House of the People that is the heart

monks from the Stockwater Monastery make a pilgrimage to the site and the abbot delivers a sermon from the bridge itself, generally focusing on the importance

ground! General of the Granite Pillar If there is a single bright side to the disaster, it is that the cold water from the mountains is surprisingly pure

are gone from Segura, but not from the Brass Coast. They have marched east into Feroz to protect the rich lowlands from the rampaging Grendel. The people

to you General of the second army. Long has the Green Shields been the proving ground of the Steinr. From Spiral to Sermersuaq, from empress to interregnum

hear stories from the lands where the sun sets, in frost, in fire, and in the shadow of the cinnabar hills. In the east, toward the Mallum, the four armies

beneath which the magic simply stops working altogether. For example, the 150 magnitude ritual Quickening Cold Meat calls a thousand spirits from the Winter realm

beset the entire Empire in the wake of Summer Storm, the Bloodcloaks, the Green Shield, and the Drakes are joined by the Bounders and the Tusks. The Marcher

sigils, marked with the rune Diras which they grudgingly explain hide them from the attention of the twisting ribbons of ice, and from the wicked spirits that

Rebeshi and her players to help us Guard the Forest in the Park and Harvest the Winter Vis from the trees. Let the Park remain Free for Entry, but safe and

as the Weaver, and the Lord of the Loom. He is the Sovereign Lord of the City of Bridges and the Prince of Ties. He is sometimes referred to as the Reckoner

Embassy lies just across the lake from Wendell's Hope, and only a stone's throw from the Thule embassy to the Empire in frozen Kógur. The storm waters threaten

Nobody says anything. The only sound is the wind, and the calling of the gulls, and the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. Last year, a Druj

version The grand contest is over, the four five great cities of the Empire have competed to see which was the richest, the most magnificent, the most extraordinary

Vodyano; the river king who takes the unwary and drowns them in the cold waters of that land. In Urizen they fear the coming of the Spirit of Dark Water, a dripping

begin to harry the Imperials from the east. The Imperials fail to secure the region, but they are very close. The Jotun still control the lightly fortified

despite the cold climate the garden appears to produce a significant amount of the delicate herb the Empire knows as Cerulean Mazzarine. The herbs are

after all?" "The Mansus Grail? The enchanted cup of the first Earl Gerlus, lost somewhere in the Opascari mountains in the days of Alderei the Fair? Still

of researchers from the Lepidean Library were kidnapped by Vyig from the very streets of Temeschwar itself. A ransom was demanded from senator Giuseppe

explode. The cold weather brings with it a creeping malaise, and even the hardiest of orcs are prone to chills and colds. The weather hits the farm owners

She followed the corridor round to the cold-water room, past the dressing-rooms and the coal-store, and there she found it. Compulsatrix, the oldest remaining