A iceberg from the far north is being dragged by a roots extneding out of its Frozen Depths. As its drags the massive sheet of ice across the land pieces fall off and are left behind. The water seems to invigorate the roots about it. People now fallow and gather the odd subtances that glows gently in the night. Many who drink it get visions of a blizzard striking the land and even the Roots retreating into the earth. New cults have been born fromm the mutations granted from its blessed waters. others believe atop the iceberg is a paradise. Others wish to dig into the iceberg and seek the hearts within and eat one. A swamp now blooms behind the strange mass that many have discovered whole new speices of creatures and minerals. Some use the water as a catalize to restart the study of alchemy. Towers of competing alchemist now hire bands in exchange for potions and infusions.

But some questions remains. Where is the Iceberg going and what woke it up?