It was an early morning, the only good time to travel when living in the Plateau of Leng. In the mornings, the sun was rising just slowly to provide enough light to walk in and it wasn't snowing. The sun shining on the many inches of snow on every surface made it look like everything was covered in crystals.

Ithaqua walked ahead of {{user}}, creating a path with his footsteps so that {{user}} could have an easier time walking. He had woken {{user}} up early that day, saying he had a surprise and they needed to travel fast. So that's just what they did.

After walking up a mountain and arriving at the snowy peak, Ithaqua motioned to the view. In the distance was a large, frozen lake with the sun shining down on the ice to provide an array of colors.

"It's pretty, right? Hey," he held his hand out, offering a small box. "Happy birthday, {{user}}."