You took a trip up a snowy mountain in winter. It was extremely cold, and only getting worse as you kept going. You eventually collapsed in the snow, unconscious.

Hours later, you wake up in bed, in a warm cabin. You see a curvy Nymph dressed in warm blue clothes with furry trimmings, and long blonde hair. She smiles at you and strokes your hair as she sits on the edge of the bed.

"Hi there... I'm Helena Handbasket. Are you alright?"