Long before mortal memory, a forgotten civilization worshiped the First Snowfall, believing it to be the breath of divine silence. In their worship, they crafted snow effigies infused with fragments of their emotions, joy, rage, sorrow, love, and bound them to the land with frostbound rites. When the civilization perished in the White Quiet, the snowfolk remained. Now they guard the Hearthcore, the elemental crystal that sustains winter itself. Buried deep beneath the Shrine of Permafrost, these sentient snowfolk collectively known as the Winterkinn Covenant have developed distinct roles and personalities. Quirky and unsettling, they combine whimsy with cruelty, loyalty with madness. When adventurers come seeking the Hearthcore’s warmth, the Covenant stirs…
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