An isolated grove

In a small grove a little ways into the woods around Shadowdale a young woman can be seen slowly quickening the growth of snow and ice around her, reveling in the cold winds of winter. Slowly she begins to decorate the trees around her with icicles and intricate patterns of snow and if you listen closely she can be heard singing praises to Auril.

When the young woman moves on to another area a tall figure with flaming hair comes upon the icicles, and in a show of respect for others beliefs he leaves them them alone. But a note is left with one word written on it. Thanks"