A thick blizzard whips about. Snow is given wings by gale winds. Several figures materialize out of the white haze as the camera moves closer to them. Three massive men and two women stand gazing in the same direction, into white nothingness. More figures appear out of the snowstorm to join the others watching... waiting. And then, the wind stops. Snow drifts down gently and we can hear the calm surge of waves against an icy shore. The men and women stand gazing out across the gray ocean. An orange light appears, flickering at a distance, moving ever closer. Then, a vague outline... a ship. Those on shore tighten grips on swords and shields. The light is a candle burning in a screaming skull used for a lantern, hung from the prow. Its light reveals the fingernails and bones that make up the ship Nagalfar.
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