When Dragons freeze to death (Winter Event RP)

Pryzm wakes up from her nose tickling. "RAWCHOO!" The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a snowflake falling from her nose. Wait... It didn`t melt? Dragons are made of fire. Why didn`t it melt? She startles for a moment watching the snowflake on the bottom of her lair. Another snowflake passes her nose. And why is there even a snowflake inside her lair? Did the wind blow them inside? Pryzm looks up and stares in horror. No it is snowing inside her lair! What magic is this? The waterfalls in her lair are frozen completely. This is almost impossible. It`s magical water filled with primal magic. She looks around. The floor is a bit harder. It feels cold. Even around Pryzms body. A dragon is made of fire. It should be warm. Not snowing! She holds the air for some seconds. Her sleeping chamber lies deep within her lair. If it is already so cold down here... How cold will it be outside? She rushes out of the chamber and comes to a slopping halt on the frozen ground in the hallway. It was covered in ice. And even worse the ice was slowly moving towards her sleeping chamber... it was ice-cold in the hallway and she could see her breath. If this ice would have reached her in her sleep... Pryzm gasps. "The other dragons!" Most of Pryzms neighbours have their sleeping chamber right next to the lair entrance to protect their belongings better. Wich also means this ice must have already reached them. Quickly she digged her claws into the ice to get a better grip and rushed out of her lair.

Sticking her head out of the entrance she got a big surprise. An icy wind combined with snow and ice hits her face and she has to stand against the wind to not be blown away. Pryzm digged her claws deep in the snow to get a grip and worked herself sideward towards Akahraniis lair. The dragoness was living very close to her. The wind was too strong to fly anyway.
Same thing in Akah`s lair. The entrance was completely covered in ice already and the storm was blowing straight inside. Pryzm screamed out for Akahranii... No answer. She rushed around the corner and got a glimpse into her sleeping chamber. Pryzm knew she didn`t have to look further into the chamber. What she could see was Akahranii`s frozen body. The dragoness froze to a statue while sleeping. What a terrible death.
She took some steps back around the corner, the cold air blowing into her back. Involuntarily she started shivering. If it was because of the cold in her back or because of what she just saw she cannot tell. She had to get out of there before the same happened with her.
Normally she was used of the cold. She is used to fly through the tundra in a ice storm. This is Trandalar after all. Ice storms are normal but this... this is dark magic. A storm that causes dragons freeze to death is not normal. The portal! Pryzm turned around and rushed out into the storm. Surprised again by the strong wind she got blown off her feet and rolled through the snow. "I need to get to the portal before it`s covered completly beneath the snow and ice." She pulled herself out of the snow and walked to the portal. For her luck it was still open enough to use it one last time. She reached for it and hoped that the rest of Istaria is alright.

Meanwhile in the great Linus city of Dralk, Negadragoon awake to a deep chill that make every inch of his body shiver uncontrolably. He glanced around, barely able to see in front of him. Wait! A blizzard... IN his lair? Something is not right. He fought his way toward the entrance, digging his talons deep into the spirals floor, fighting the wind until he got to the entrance.
Upon looking outside, he saw the Drakul attunement dragon. He was frozen solid. What on Istaria could have made the normal scorching hot volcanic city into a frozen tundra?

Reliefed Pryzm sank to the bottom with a great sigh right next to the arrival pad in Chiconis. It was still cold and the storm was still going but this wind didn`t even have half of the strength of the snowstorm at Ker`Tis where she just came from. Well... Trandalar is already an icy land. No wonder it got even worse there. The temperature was bearable in Chiconis. She got herself to lift her head and look around. It seemed so silent besides the howling wind. Too silent. Now she started realizing that not even the town marshall was around. The guards had left their posts and the trainers where nowhere to find either. The city was empty. Ice everywhere. Like there was a giant ice storm rushing through here.

"It seems like everyone who stayed out at night too long freezed." Pryzm rushed up with a shriek and turned around: "By Drulkar! Taengee don`t scare me like this!" The little hatchling ghost looked up to Pryzm with a innocent smile. "They are still alive tho. Even those who aren`t Gifted. I can feel it." The hatchling turned around and ran away with his typically laughter. He can`t really understand the seriousness of the situation. Wait... what did he say? Not dead? "Taengee wait! What do you mean by still alive?" Unfortunately Taengee likes to play hide and seek. He must be mistaking Pryzms attempt to run after him with a game. She couldn`t find him anywhere. You can`t really beat a ghost at hide and seek.
One thing was for sure. Dragons out in the storm or too close by their lair entrance started freezing in this night. That would explain why nobody is around. They all looked for shelter and must still be sleeping. That explains alot. But what about those who didn`t directly live in town? Oh no... Semeneth! Karane!