The Frost Moon

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In the beginning, Alric slew the giants. This was a sign from the Lord on High, a true miracle of his graciousness. He worked through Alric and protected his chosen people. This would be the basis of Chillwind's founding. A miracle and the prophet who made it so.

Still, Saintly Alric no longer held that glorious light, Alei, that granted him strength. It was lost, and in time so was its name to all but the most devoted of the Church. Alric has long since passed on, but his legacy remains in the gentle fall of snow across the tundra.

One day, the Church received word that a strange event had been sighted. A child, a young girl called Alutana, had been sighted glowing with the fires of heaven. Father Luther was sent to investigate the credence of these claims. He returned, preaching the word of the Lord on High, claiming that he had spoken through the child and her divinity was truth.

When the church went to collect the child, however, they found nothing but evidence of a simple glowing charm on this illuminated girl. They called Luther a fraud. A heretic.

Luther spoke out against these claims. What clergy would know of the Lord on High more than he, the most devoted? He knew this was no trick. This was a miracle sent from above, and he HAD heard the voice of the Lord on High. Some were swayed to his cause. Soon they would break apart from the Church, their schism coming to be known as the Frost Moon, for as that fateful moon rose, they rode into Wispervale and took Alutana from her home, to a crumbling ruin deep in the mountains. It was here the Frost Moon raised her as a Saint, a Prophet, a Herald.

It was here they built a palace to the Moon itself, begging for the voice from above to once again speak through this heavenly child and guide them.

Father Luther became the mouthpiece of Alutana and guided the Frost Moon to a new age. They are the truth. They are the light. If you seek the Lord on High, the way will be shown to you by a glow in the darkest night, deep within the coldest mountains. The reflection will be your guide. The Frost Moon is here.