Grim was in the midst of the toughest of negotiations between the IceWyrms and the DoomWyrm Riders when the commcrystal call came in.
His daughter Bliss had run away from the Tyr’ani school, seeking a location described in an old Uthvelor poem about the beauty of a transit point between this world and the distant shores of Vec’zne. Grim was in a panic, knowing that the impressionable young Nightmare Lord child was a potential danger in the wrong hands.
With Uriel, Tal’al’oon, Biff and Governor Gresolok at his side, Grim visited the Cave of the IceWyrm for the first time.
It was a mountain of ice and snow cut open at its base with a cave so big that ten IceWyrms could enter it at the same time, though the caverns quickly became tighter soon after. While tighter was a relative thing, the carved streets and storefronts that dotted the caverns were still wide enough for two Dragons to walk side by side.
As they approached hundreds of Bastards were waiting for them, along with other fans. They were holding signs that showed the exact same cartoonish image of Grim that Bliss had made in chalk on her floor for him. He couldn’t help but recognize that in this moment.
They cheered Grim loudly, as the hero to bring them peace after generations of war. Leaping onto a nearby column he worked the crowd and they loved him. He convinced them to meet back up that evening at a tavern known as the Jade (because of the greenish tinge to the ice because of a locally occuring moss).
Traveling deep into the bowels of the cavern system, Grim realized Gresolok would be in danger and sent him back to the surface. But not before Gresolok warned them of the immense dangers and how not a single servant nor IceWyrm had returned from the deep dungeons where ice was replaced by starlight stone.