As you run around in the freezing cold looking for a sign of your group, you notice the snow is getting worse, you blow on your hands to keep them warm but there’s no point, you sit at a tree and curl up in a ball for warmth, a few minutes past and Luy found you pasted out freezing to death, he pokes you with the back of his sword and scowls I hate giving pity to useless things like you…he picks you up and sets you on his horse and takes you back to his castle…
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