Sunday, May 16, 2021

Frost Drake

Related to white dragons, Frost Drakes display malice and cruelty rivalling that of their distant relatives. Their innate bloodlust may lead them into suicidal rages, as it is not unheard of for a single one of them to attack a town on its own; reticent to back down even when severely wounded.

Dwelling in frozen wastes, their scales most often take on a hue ranging from white to navy, veins bulging beneath their thin hide may give a Frost Drake a frail appearance, however to underestimate one is most unwise.

As Frost Drakes are accustomed to constant blizzards, they can move through them with expertise, their vision not obscured by snow, their ability to burrow through snowdrifts allowing for setting up nasty traps. Their signature Freezing Mist Breath can ruin anyone's day, with its considerable range and damage, as well as creating a patch of difficult terrain, it becomes quite a tool in harassing players who find themselves either out of position or clustered too close together.


Hook 1 (Max) - Frozen Horror
The blizzard is bearing down on you relentlessly; white clouds of snow obscure your vision, the cold siphons away your strength, and the deafening wind echoes around the gaping chasm below you. The cliffside you traverse would be a nerve-wracking journey even for the most hearty traveler.

Despite the hardships, you plant one foot in front of the other, pushing onward until you trip on something buried beneath the sleet. Upon inspection, it's revealed to be a partially-devoured, ice-covered head. Frozen gore spouts from its left side, while the intact half bears an expression of frozen horror that seems to bore straight into you.

Then you hear it, breaking through howl of the storm. A steady beating of wings, approaching faster by the second. Fear of the soul-tearing shriek is an odd comfort in contrast to the blast of bone-tearing cold that follows.

Hook 2 (Reece) - The Curse of Jurdenhast
The fjords of Jurdenhast are one of the most hostile environs in the world. It's said, far beyond the unforgiving cliffs of Yngrim, that the ancient ruins of a long forgotten people lie untouched and full of treasures long forgotten in the ice. Should you find yourself brave enough, with the proper crew or guide, an expedition into the ruins could be quite fruitful, provided you survive Yngrim's Cursed Guardians.

These Frost Drakes, forever cursed by an ancient Oracle to guard the ruins so long as they live, take to ambushing unsuspecting adventurers from the deep snow banks that cloak the skeletal remains of the once-great city.

Hook 3 (Nemanja) - The Edge of the World
The Great Ice Wall At The End Of The World has drawn the attention of mankind for at least as long as writing has existed, and probably far longer.

Sadly, any daredevil insane enough to try scaling the three hundred and thirty-three feet-high structure is swiftly dealt with by the dozens of frost drakes nesting in the wall. The drakes seem unnaturally docile when the wall remains unbothered and stories of them appearing from the other side of the wall with with what appear to be fresh kills only fuel the mystic appeal of whatever lies beyond.

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