Suddenly, the trail of effervescent leaves and swaying trees abruptly met an end as the entire path before the Party was seemingly engulfed in snow, a steady sleeting, gentle rain of powdery white touching the ground below the skies.

It was as if two borders just collided with each other; on the end where the Party stood, countless trees lush with greenery were present, foliage and flowers pervasive and stretching forth seemingly endlessly; on the end beyond the Main Character were of trees blistered with thick layers of sleet, stalactites of clear ice

“What? Just how-” The Summoner trailed off as he inspected the area they had just passed, noting the searing sun beaming down into the clear green glades of trees. Looking forwards once more, he noted the trees swathed in frost and blankets of snow, the grass being replaced with a perpetually stretching ice.

“Damn…” Malideus muttered out. “The climate change must be intense over here.”

“At least it’s colder here now.” The Summoner withdrew the Staff of Vodahmin, causing it to blink out of existence in an array of light.

Stepping into the frozen verdures, Vaati squinted as he caught glimpse of a consistent, flame-like light stationed just mere mile away from them. “Hey… I can see something through those frozen branches over there.”

The Summoner glanced yonder at where Vaati narrowed his vision at. “Yes,” the Summoner lit up a bit as he saw a light through the narrow chasm of branches with hanging icicles on them, “That’s definitely something.”

“Care to investigate it?” Ral suggested, their breath turning to frost.

“Not much of a choice seeing that whatever it is, it’s blocking our way…” Malideus stated, resigning to walking towards the eerie light.

Ducking slightly as they traversed through the frozen, unthawing orchard of trees, they reared themselves towards the light. The lighting began to dim as the darkening nimbi above the Main Character were threatening to squall out a blizzard, appearing grimly dark.

The Summoner examined the area around, cocking his head left and right as he continued walking through the thick snow. “This place doesn’t seem so friendly-”

Suddenly, a heap of snow suddenly fell on them, splattering across their unprotected figure. Shaking off the stinging, melting snow off their head, they shivered a bit.

“Nope.” The Summoner shoved off the clinging bundles of snow upon their shoulders. “Not friendly at all.”

Emerging out of the frostbitten foliage, the Party sighed out in relief as they found that they made out of the rather short woods of frozen trees.

Shimmeringly softly amidst the veils of blue, misty fog of winter, the Summoner noticed the dotting streaks of light in the distance. “There it is; the thing that’s emanating light.”

“Seems as if it’s an establishment of some sort…” Ral took notice of the silhouettes of concrete and wood.

“What are we waiting for?” Vaati flared both hands open as he asked. “Let’s go.”

“Yes.” The Fat Friar nodded as he began walking towards the village. “The less we linger in this sheer cold, the better.”