Elf History, Second Year of the Fifth Epoch, Silver Moon Second Year, early September.
The northernmost part of the Keltos Continent, the Snow Mountain Range.
The wind was ferociously blowing snowflakes, turning the entire world into a vast expanse of white, making it nearly impossible to see distant objects.
Even if one occasionally saw a hint of color besides white, it was mostly mountain rocks. Other than that, there was nothing else.
Underfoot was thick snow, within reach was ice, and even the sky was a gray blur.
Here, it's always winter; even when other parts of the continent are in the height of summer, it remains unchanged. Almost no plants can survive here, let alone animals.
Under normal circumstances, no creatures except dragons would appear here, nor could they reach here. It was not just due to the cold but also because this place was within the territory of the Golden Dragon Clan.
