Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588187-20150524231736/@comment-18750685-20150715192608

Snow, ice, winds... nothing he had not seen thus far. The Sea of Ghosts being utterly snapped in frost, however, surprised him more than a little. Even the northern shores of his homeland could not freeze whole oceans. Vath descended rapidly, scratching one wall with his bonemold pauldron.

Impossible... his inner voice spoke, amazed.

"Ice... everywhere. The very ocean frozen. Otherwordly wonders are at work, here. We best be wary."

From where else would magic slip into Winterhold?

"We must scout the College", he resolved.