"Out of the snows of the north he comes. Atop a black horse and a mighty axe laid across his lap. He rides endless leagues his face ever hidden by a horned helm. His cloak of fur billows out behind him as the wind blows. Those he passes give him as wide a berth as possible for none know what he will do and where he will go. In to the lands of the Orcs and of the foul things from graves he travels without fear, he hews the heads of those who oppose him. Who is this warrior? Who beneath the helm is...The Winter Knight?”