A blizzard rages across the mountains, swallowing roads, landmarks, and anything foolish enough to travel them.

Then, through the magicomms, comes a desperate call for aid.

A nearby town, normally only a three or four hour journey from Fjallheim, has been completely cut off by the storm. Their medical supplies are running dangerously low, and they need help tonight.

The merchants of Fjallheim are scrambling to assemble a shipment and find enough guards willing to brave the weather. The road isn't usually dangerous—but lately, travelers, wagons, and even entire caravans have been known to go missing in the blizzard.

Fjallheim has been called upon for aid.

Will you answer the call?