On an endless field of frozen bones, seven travelers trod through it, their bodies were fully covered with a cloak woven out of the hair of the only indigenous species of this area– The Frost Giant, for it was only their fur that could protect against the chill of this place that attacked you not from the outside, but from inside.
Although this land appeared to be frozen, this was not really the case for if you wanted to, you could choose to walk bare-chested and the frozen air would not affect a single hair on your body, that is, unless you heard the songs.
Only a fool would walk through this land without the skin of a Frost Giant, but this creature could only be found inside the frozen waste and if its skin was carried outside of this place, it would rapidly decay, so there was no means to store this skin for new travelers that would be walking this road.
