| Winter Solstice In Binoaramet - Possible home of the Twinkling Trickster
Stars dance behind the veil of light, while snow crunches in the dead of winter.
An arctic roar responds to the slice of a spear, and the furious shaking of the lumbering beast splashes ichor from the wound. Ice bursts where it lands and a few drops kiss a chitin covered cheek.
Chittering at the sting, the dark figure dodges writhing limbs and scuttles around the armoured cuirass hand over hand. The thrashing thing had been wounded in dozens of places by the spear, but still stood.
A crushing claw narrowly misses the skittering figure, but clips the haft of her weapon. Vaulting along with the blow, she pounces toward the serpentine neck as the spear flickers into the darkness.
The strain of holding so many Grafts was starting to take its toll. She had to finish, and soon...
Landing with a cloud of frost, she bites at the gap in the thing's gorget, spilling ichor across her grotesque expression. Her jaw numb, she bites again and, while the beast writhes, brings a blade up to deflect an axe blow.
Climbing and biting. Slashing and dodging. Her jaw is stained with ichor and ice before the thing finally collapses with a shudder.
The slender figure looms over her kill before letting out a hissing call mixed with clicks.
"Witness! I defy Fate and claim this beast's power!"
Carving into the Ice Queen's champion under the dancing light of the stars, she eats the frozen flesh and shudders at the taste of raw magic. | 
