Asianne knew her fathers would not like the thought of her in the freezing wastes of Itjivut, and yet there she was. Even she had to admit that she was not quite prepared for the bitterness of the cold. Her body was screaming at her to turn back to the deserts she knew and loved, but she pushed onward. She had to.

For many nights the Oracle had been plagued with nightmares of fire and blood, death and destruction. Then the Tenebrim Dungeons belched forth a horde of orc, and her nightmares turned to reality. Asianne had only just made it back to Auzial Academy when the chaos erupted, and her nightmares did not stop. In fact, they only grew worse; lasting longer, and becoming more vivid and realistic. They were threats of a future that was yet to come, should the people of Revaliir not rise up together to put a stop to it.

Covered from head to toe in thick fur clothing she had borrowed from a local, the woman was slowly picking her way through jagged tundra of rock, ice and snow. Every so often she would stop, dig through the snow, pick a plant, and shove it into a satchel. She eventually found herself standing in front of a cavern.

That's when it hit her hard. Asianne's hand flew up to her head and she doubled over in agony, letting out a shriek of pain. Visions of terror and carnage battered her brain relentlessly, one after another after another. She could focus on nothing else… not even the Ice Basilisk that emerged from the cavern.

Asianne dropped to her knees, panting heavily as she clutched her throbbing head. Her satchel of Dwarf Willow fell to the ground beside her, some of the plants falling loose upon the hard snow. A bitterly cold gust of wind assaulted her, throwing small chunks of ice against what skin was exposed, but she didn't feel any of it. A couple of her hard earned plants blew away, but she was unable to notice.

The basilisk snarled as it emerged from the cavern, and it's blue-grey tongue flicked out rapidly as it glanced around. Then he saw her. The basilisk began to go right for Asianne.

Jack had been making the trek to find a cure for the plague a village had been cursed by. Cold really wasn't good for jack, but he kept going, determined to find the herbs he'd need. 

He kept walking, through the snow, occasionally finding a carcass. It was rather annoying when he had to stop to preform a ritual that ensured their spirit was laid to Rest In Peace. 

He was wondering what was happening to them. It wasn't the cold, as jack would've been dead as well, but they must have been killed. That definitely wasn't good. He wasn't exactly sure which way he was going, as he'd entered a trance and let his instincts take over, but he kept on.

in the distance there was a building. That was odd, but the trance kept him walking towards it, as if he was supposed to find something there. He was close enough to warp there, so he closed his eyes and chanted an incantation, and he was there. There was a woman. Jack quietly observed her, until she fell over, the contents of her bag spilling out.

jack saw an ice basilisk appear from the building. It was going to kill the woman. Jack wasn't going to let that happen. He pulled out a sword and held a lightning bolt spell in the other hand. He attacked the basilisk as quickly and as strategically as possible. It took a long while, but jack emerged from the fight . He wasn't sure if it was actually dead, but he ran over to the woman, picking her up some. "Are you okay?" Jack asked her 

Eira had been running through the snow, when she heard the hissing of an ice basilisk. She laughed glad for something to fight. It was a blessing just to be able to run, giggling, through the tundra, free from the nobles of her town, but something to fight! This day was going so well! 

She ran to the cavern the hissing was coming from, and was disappointed to see the boy kill it. He seemed to be trying to revive a woman lying on the ground. "Hey, you!" Eira yelled at the boy, "Why did you do that? Why did you kill the ice basilisk?"
Eira analyzed the boy, in case there was a fight coming. She hoped there was a fight coming. She was SOOOOOO bored. Eira giggled.

      Jack looked over at a new intruder. Another female, questioning why he'd killed the basalisk. "What? Oh, uhm, well, see, the snake was going to kill the woman, but I saved her I guess. Do you want the rewards, I don't need them." He said, standing up, approaching her