The party entered the ice fortress through a short hallway. As they walked down the hall it opened into a larger chamber. Slender ice pillars support the tall roof of the sweeping gallery. Thick blocks of translucent crystal set in the roof allowed some outside light to illuminate the area. Ornamental rock gardens lined both sides of a wide flagstone path running through the center of the chamber. A dozen alabaster statues, all depicting the same draconic figure, flanked the pillars on either side of the path. The atrium was 90 feet high and the gardens contained a small variety of Triaxian plant life, most of it currently dormant in winter's chill.
While looking at the chambers arrangement Fanara began to feel different as again her skin pallor became almost transparent, her hair shock white and a wart or two appeared on her nose. She had again become the Winter Witch that the party had seen before.
"Oh, No," Fanara moaned softly.