People say there are no heroes in Oshuamp. Maybe they're right. A city choked by ice, ruled by fear, and haunted by what lies beneath. North of the last warm light, desperate souls form doomed expeditions into the frozen wilds, searching for wealth, redemption, or something older than gold. Most never return. The lucky ones crawl home frostbitten and broken, clutching the lacerated sacks that hold their fickle future. But beneath the snow, something stirs. Whispers echo through the mines. And when the digging starts, there’s no turning back. Welcome to Oshuamp. Get your shovels. It’s time to dig.