There's a party in Icewind Dale, and they're ready for some serious business! And some not-so-serious business on top of that! You will laugh, you will cry, you will cheer, you will sigh, you will do all of these things with word-hungry eyes! Or not. You could also just sit back, chillax, maybe grab a beer or twelve, and read at your leisure. You could also not read at all... maybe look at the pictures and- wait a minute, there ARE no pictures! WHAT MADNESS IS THIS?!?!?!?!?! CACKLE WITH ME, AUDIENCE! HEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAH!!!
(Ahem) Welcome to yet another Icewind Dale playthrough, this time featuring my own brainchildren, the mercenary company dubbed (by, like, one guy) the Black Legion. This band of do-gooders (and that one guy who is... kinda okay, I guess?) must now face the dreadful challenges that await within the snow-covered hills and valleys, dungeons and ruins, temples and taverns of the frozen north! Will they stop the terrible conspiracy that threatens the otherwise peaceful community of (literally) tree-hugging hippies? Or will they fail and be dragged down with it into the Hells (which admittedly might be a welcome break from the cold)? Will I even finish this playthrough at all? So many questions! So few answers! Only time will tell!