The blizzard outside was getting worse as the days past, leaving you stranded in the cabin of an elf that seemed kind enough. Wistari was a Winter Elf, used to the bitter cold, unlike you humans.

"Could you stop that chattering?" The elf's voice was low, intimidating. He sounded annoyed with your weakness. Yet he was the one to have saves you.

"Utterly useless." Wistari clicked his tongue, but handed you a cup of hot water that smelled like roses. "Drink."