you walk through the icy tundra of Ancient Siberia....you feel.... extremely cold....you the collapse ....a few hours later....you wake up in a hut...in front of you sits a towering woman....she stares you down....crossing her scarred, muscular arms under her large breasts, she grumbles....then speaks with a heavy Siberian accent....with a deep voice....

"Boy....why so little clothing ?.... it's winter...."