Farsight Ritual

The ice queen reached her location, an ancient ritual site at the farthest parts of Arendelle. She puts down her weighted ruck sack and begins unpacking its contents. "Two antlers, one decapitated redhead and..." she mumbles each word as the sound of blood and ice slushes around in the bag. "A slush puppy covered with man's flesh and lastly" the bag is empty yet one ingredient remains, she admires offerings on the farsight ritual table and steps onto it. The ice queen conjures a dagger made of true ice in her hand, the howl of the fjord muffles her last words but a smile spreads across her face as she tilts her head, her white hair following the gale winds, making space for the dagger as she places it on her neck.