Isolated in a large cave high on a mountain across the lake from the town of Helgard, Biggun the Giant knows the gathering crowds mean food and hide for clothing. He cares for little else. Plunder is on his mind, and he is driven by the cold and an empty belly. Despite his size, or perhaps because of it, when he sneaks into the camps of the festival visitors to steal their food and pelts, he manages to cause more fear than damage. Over the course of the first week of the festival, Biggun's plunder has caused significant disruption to the festivities and commerce.
">Isolated in a large cave high on a mountain across the lake from the town of Helgard, Biggun the Giant knows the gathering crowds mean food and hide for clothing. He cares for little else. Plunder is on his mind, and he is driven by the cold and an empty belly. Despite his size, or perhaps because of it, when he sneaks into the camps of the festival visitors to steal their food and pelts, he manages to cause more fear than damage. Over the course of the first week of the festival, Biggun's plunder has caused significant disruption to the festivities and commerce.
">In the Northern lake town of Helgard, frost flowers are blooming on the frozen ice. As soon as the temperatures plummet low enough for the lake to "bloom flowers of ice," the residents throw a large 21-day celebration, ignited by large flares sent up from the guard tower on the west side of town. Once the flares are seen in the night sky, everyone in a thirty-mile radius begins journeying to Helgard for the Frost Flower Festival. People bring their best hand-crafted goods and materials, as well as dried fish and jerkies, and preserves from the previous fall's harvest. Trappers bring their best pelts, and it is during this festival where much of the artisan trade and commerce occurs for the year.
Isolated in a large cave high on a mountain across the lake from the town of Helgard, Biggun the Giant knows the gathering crowds mean food and hide for clothing. He cares for little else. Plunder is on his mind, and he is driven by the cold and an empty belly. Despite his size, or perhaps because of it, when he sneaks into the camps of the festival visitors to steal their food and pelts, he manages to cause more fear than damage. Over the course of the first week of the festival, Biggun's plunder has caused significant disruption to the festivities and commerce.