Chapter 31: Chapter 31 – The Snowstorm (Frost Drake Quest I)

The initial barrage of bone-biting blasts of gale-force winds stomped the temperature below zero before fluffy specs of snow began to fall from the sky; within moments, the ground had become blanketed in a white layer.

Artos wasted no time ordering the new arrivals to carry the wounded inside the manor to the main chamber and get the hearth lit, which had somehow survived the catastrophic damage from the firebomb.

Atreyu joined me in my quick looting run before the blizzard got worse. My hands were covered in blisters that emerged like burrowing mole rats, and an unnatural rash that made its way up my arms toward my chest. One good thing about the chilling cold was that it numbed the pain just enough for me to get through my half of the courtyard.

After a short while, we were once again rewarded with mediocre loot similar to what we had gathered after the raid at Vern Village. The only exceptions we’re the Goblin’s Ears from the heavier ones and a handful of silver coins from the pile of ash where the Goblin chief had once stood. In addition, the system managed to salvage some Iron scraps from what remained of the disfigured armour, which had melted during the fire spell.