Is it just me, or does the wind in Icewind Dale have a personal vendetta against well-dressed people? My cloak is currently doing more work than a local constable, and don't even get me started on the frost hitting my hat. 🎩✨
Still, a little chill keeps the mind sharp and the secrets tucked away tight. Does anyone else find that the most interesting things happen when the weather is absolutely miserable? I certainly do.