<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 36pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>(META) RIME OF THE FROST MAIDEN</strong></span></span></span></div><br/>(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/029/462/351/large/arturo-roldan-community1.jpg?1597641439)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>\\\\\\\\\\\\ SESSION 1:  TEN TOWNS ////////////</strong></span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://storage.googleapis.com/dream-machines-output/01eac80d-bd6f-4771-8717-5cea6248bb0c/0_0.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/6VPIEHp.png)</div><strong>PLAYER NAME:</strong>Eduardo<br/><strong>MAJOR:</strong>Engineering<br/><strong>FROM:</strong>Battle Creek, Michigan<br/><strong>CHARACTER NAME:</strong>GM<br/><br/>All of you are sitting around the table.  There is, believe it or not, an extra player.  Someone you have never met before.  Eduardo does not introduce them.  Weirdly enough, this is all a rather solemn affair.  Eduardo is not smiling.  He is morose.  Biding his time.<br/><br/>There is a shuffling of papers.  There is some coughing.  The clock is ticking down.  One more minute.  It is now six.  The game is afoot.<br/><br/>Eduardo speaks:<br/><br/>"Greetings, adventurers!  And welcome the world's greatest roleplaying game, DUNGEONS AND DRAGGGGGONS!!"  Eduardo is pumped.  He's playing some Final Fantasy music now.   "You find yourselves in the Icewind Dale, a place that has become trapped in perpetual winter.  Ferocious blizzards make the mountain pass through the Spine of the World exceedingly treacherous, and this land has not felt the warmth of the sun in over two years.  In fact, the sun no longer appears above the mountains, not even in what should be the height of the summer.  In this frozen tundra, darkness and bitter cold reign as king... and queen.  Most dale residents blame Auril the Frostmaiden, the god of winter's wrath.  The shimmering aurora that weaves across the sky each night is said to be her doing-- a potent spell that keeps the sun at bay."<br/><br/>(https://cdn.vox-cdn.com/thumbor/otnsnkaaxM4CcK57Dd52d32Ydv8=/0x0:2040x1360/1200x800/filters:focal(1139x142:1465x468)/cdn.vox-cdn.com/uploads/chorus_image/image/66954236/Icewind_Dale_8_cropped.0.jpg)<br/><br/>When Eduardo said "Auril the Frostmaiden," he pointed at the owl-like creature in front of his GM's screen.<br/><br/>"Now, the Dalefolk live in a scattering of settlements known as Ten-Towns.  The drop-off in caravans coming from the south and travel between settlements in this never-ending winter has left everyone feeling isolated.  Although each town has resolved to appease the Frostmaiden with sacrifices of one kind or another, no respite from winter's fury seems forthcoming.  For adventurers such as yourselves, Ten-Towns is a place to test one's mettle and, in the spirit of heroes who have come before, leave one's mark on this frigid, blighted land."<br/><br/>He then reclines back against his chair and nods at the assembled party:<br/><br/>"Before we commence, please introduce yourselves and tell us about your character!  Also, please tell me if you've rolled for your trinket and if I've given you a secret already."  He then turned to look at the person sitting to his right.<br/>