The icy
wind blew through the White Mountain pass. The rushing air was so cold that it
cut through layers of clothing, skin, and muscle tissue and chilled every
living thing to the bone. The wind might as well have been a grim specter of
death the way it froze a man to his core and howled as it blew by. Unseen,
bitter, sharp, cold and howling as it passes, the wind of the White Mountains
was no mere wind. A windy day in the lowlands would cause villagers to put on a
hat and maybe tie up their coats, but a windy day in the White Mountains could
be fatal.
Due to the
White Mountains reputation of being dangerous, steep and a tad windy many
assumed that no one lived in the mountains, but in fact a whole village was
safely tucked away in the mountains. Since the freezing cold air of the night
and the harsh winds of winter were enough to knock down most houses only the
strongest castles or fortresses would be able to withstand the weather of the
White Mountains. The town was not sheltered within a Fortress, it was literally
in the White Mountains.
Ages ago
tunnels were dug deep in the mountains as a temporary shelter for those who
crossed through the White Mountain Pass. The tunnels were dug deeper and deeper
and eventually many of tunnels and passageways met. Merchants and travelers
would occasionally be stranded in the tunnels by a long lasting blizzard. The
travelers would have to learn to survive for days, weeks or even months in the
tunnels by rationing what they had and sharing among others. When the storms
died down most travelers would leave but many did not. A few crafty merchants
realized that travel was not slowing down through the mountains and every year
someone would get trapped in the tunnels because of a sudden storm or poor
planning. So the merchants set up shop in the tunnels and continued to expand
the tunnels even further.
The White
Mountains were safe to travel during specific windows of time. As long as it
was daytime, there wasn’t a storm on the horizon and it wasn’t winter, the path
through the mountains was relatively safe. Merchants would use these windows of
safety to gather supplies and hire workers. Only the bravest, greediest and
toughest people would venture into the mountains to build a outpost in the
tunnels. It took a fair amount of traveling experience and bravery just to
cross through the pass, but these merchants wanted to live there permanently.
Time passed
and the tunnels used by travelers for safety became an outpost of merchants and
basic lodging. The outpost grew as traveling merchants saw a market for the
aiding their fellow man while making money at the same time and this point had
laid out all the groundwork. The tunnels soon became known as Respite tunnels
and the outpost went from being Respite Outpost to Wolf Peak village. The
tunnels bore deep into the part of the mountain known as Wolf Peak and it made
the locals feel more rugged living in a village with a cool name.
Time passed
on, winter came and went, the town slowly grew and as the town grew so did its
popularity. The town was unique for being both the only town in the White
Mountains but also was the only town build underground and within tunnels.
Having Respite tunnels and Wolf Peak Village located on the path through the
mountains made the mountains a safer place to travel. Travelers didn’t have to
worry about getting snowed in and stuck in the mountains without food because
Wolf peak always had enough food to last through the winter. Making the trail
safer increased traffic, increased traffic made an increase in trouble.
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