Cavern of Frost [Shattered Pass]

Welcome to Shattered Pass, where the wind cuts sharp, and the ground remembers every crack.

Ice-slick stones form a broken path through the gorge, each tile half-buried beneath frost and drifting red leaves. Jagged crystal shards jut from the walls, catching what little light slips through the storm above. Snow swirls in restless circles, never settling, as if something keeps stirring the air.

Beneath the shattered edges of the pass, the drop is dark, cold, hungry. No one knows what fractured this place… only that whatever did isn’t far. The ice creaks underfoot. The wind hisses warnings. And ahead, the path narrows into silence.