DISCLAIMER: THE WINDSWEPT TUNDRA OF ICEWIND DALE IS THE TRUE TEST OF ONE’S METTLE. HERE, IT’S SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST! DON’T BE FOOLED BY THE REINDEER WITH GLOW-IN-THE-DARK ANTLERS AND THE TASTY KNUCKLEHEAD TROUT (INCLUDING THE FRIENDLIER, MORE NORTHERLY CANUCKLEHEAD VARIETY). ICEWIND DALE IS THE FROSTBITTEN END OF THE WORLD. YOU CAN’T SPELL DICE WITHOUT ICE, MY FRIEND, AND THE FROSTMAIDEN IS NOT SOME DEMON PRINCE, VAMPIRE, LICH, BEHOLDER CRIME LORD, OR ARCHDEVIL. SHE’S A GOD—AND A COLD-HEARTED ONE AT THAT.