[spoiler]Prepare for a good fight.[/spoiler] As the Ashen One trudged forward through the great powdered snow lining the rocky terrain of the mountains, the path to the Dojo had one within the great flurry of snow. A figure in dark, swaddling, long robes approached, growing as the two walked towards each other. It had its long skirt flowing over the snow, walking barefoot through the snow with perfect skin of Astoran beauty but with a face obscured by a hood. A warm and inviting radiance flowed from it. "Hello, Ashen One," it spoke somberly.