The blizzard-wracked Skybreen is no place for the meek to visit. The scouring winds tear at gear and skin alike; the frigid temperatures congeal the blood and generate a frosty deterrent to magic; ice sheets, as sharp as straight razors, slice up travelers and form blind cliffs in the constant blizzards. In a realm dominated by undead hordes, the last living humans survive here. They are a primitive barbarian race in a constant state of warfare and deathly paranoid of outsiders, known for their lack of hospitality or reasoned discourse, they practice both surgery and diplomacy with axes.
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