The Barbarians of the High Moor RP Thread

[Bad Omens]

Many years had passed, the tribes having splintered with the Winterfang's migration south. First traveling through the lands of Baldur's Gate, surviving chastisement for their uncivilized ways and finally into the foreign territory of Amn where they would find respite within the Cloudpeak Mountains. Suffering and survival left them at the doorstep of their matron Goddess Auril. Now, a once naive', disappointed and angry youth emerges a woman, more wise and cunning. Walking out from the giant doors of the icy temple bone chilling winds wash upon her face, and as if cleansing her spirit she closes her eyes breathing them in. Opening her eyes, she looks to the pass leading north, steels herself and sets off spear in hand. She treads now toward the rumors of a land and life that once was, to see what has become of it and to bring the teachings of the Ice Maiden with her, to damn and offer salvation for those still left behind.