In one inhospitable world there is a small northern region, where very gloomy people live, from whom you cannot ask for snow in winter. And then bad allari pop up, proud but short-sighted mountaineers muddy the waters in the mountains. Mentalists are gutting people's brains, Creatures are crawling out of the ground... And even divine intervention in this world is bought and sold. It would seem much further, but then the formation of avenger grandmothers emerges...