Frigid Part one

As I wake up on the cold beach I know what I must do, but something is different, odd, first of all: the obelisks are stone with runes on them, second of all: it’s so cold (I’m not even in the snow!). It’s so weird. “There has got to be a tribe here somewhere” I mutter. For some reason I know that this is going to be a very crazy adventure, but yet, I don’t. -brian3305