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"Come hither, companions. Let me regale yet another tale of..." "Oh, grandpa, not ~another~ story of Felstad." "Shut yer mutton holes ignorant whips, I said a regaling is to be done! A tale of my adventures, for some day you too shall need a shining beacon of wisdom to escape with yer lives!" *Children roll eyes* And so it begins. A portion of the ruined city of Felstad. Frostgrave. Tales of the Frozen City of Felstad; once barricaded from the rest of the world beneath an equivalent number of permafrost layers as those 10 year old steaks your mom keeps in the spare freezer at her house. ...