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The frigid breeze that gave Icewind Dale its name whistled in their ears, its incessant wail drowning out the casual chatter between the four friends. Bruenor the dwarf, Wulfgar the barbarian, Regis the halfing, and Drizzt the dark elf were making their way to Mithril Hall, the ancient hometown of Bruenor and his ancestors, where they hoped to be dazzled by the rivers of silver that flowed by. flowed in that place. When they managed to penetrate the great underground city of the Battlehammer clan, and thanks to the stories explained by Bruenor, they could easily imagine ten thousand dwarves...