Journal Entry #26- Frost Giant
After narrowly escaping the battle at Auvandell and having donated much of my resources to the rebuilding of that fine village, I have set out with a group across the Nether Mountains to replenish my dwindling reserves. Our travels were relatively uneventful until we ran across Jarl Horn, a particularly nasty frost giant. He charged forward in the blink of an eye, Frost Battle Axe in hand, Blackguard’s Mail heavy upon his shoulders. It became suddenly apparent that the previous avalanche of snow and rock was not a natural occurrence but due to monstrous waves from his Horn Of Blasting.