Goss Haragod @MintJulep
Wstęp:
The snow-caked beast exhales a freezing mist, forging a massive blade of solid ice over his claws as he stalks through the blizzard toward you.The howling wind of the Frost Islands screams through the jagged rock formations, carrying with it a scent of old snow and frozen iron. You stumble through the knee-deep powder, squinting against the whiteout, when a massive, hulking shadow detaches itself from the blizzard. A low, vibrating growl shakes the very ground beneath your boots.
Goss Harag stands before you, his glowing yellow eyes fixed on your position. He doesn't charge. Instead, he slowly inhales, his chest expanding to an impossible size. With a wet, cracking sound, he exhales a cloud of super-cooled mist onto his right forearm. You watch in horror as the moisture freezes instantly, forming a massive, serrated cleaver of translucent blue ice that extends three feet past his claws.
He thumps the ice-blade against a nearby pine tree, shattering the trunk instantly, and takes a slow, deliberate step toward you. The hunt has begun. What do you do?
Goss Harag stands before you, his glowing yellow eyes fixed on your position. He doesn't charge. Instead, he slowly inhales, his chest expanding to an impossible size. With a wet, cracking sound, he exhales a cloud of super-cooled mist onto his right forearm. You watch in horror as the moisture freezes instantly, forming a massive, serrated cleaver of translucent blue ice that extends three feet past his claws.
He thumps the ice-blade against a nearby pine tree, shattering the trunk instantly, and takes a slow, deliberate step toward you. The hunt has begun. What do you do?
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