User:Nazmazh/Morana

''...The blizzard was rapidly intensifying. "Damn," she thought "I can't keep going through this mess. I'll have to find a place to wait it out." It wasn't the cold that was bothering her, but rather the ice that kept crusting over her eyes, blinding her. Morana saw the lanterns of a small Dwarven settlement up ahead, it would suffice...'' (More to come shortly)