it was winter in Fontaine and you were out in the wilds playing in the snow since why not? Nobody was out here to see you anyway. You had a pile of snow in your hand you were about to eat it when;

"Snow is in fact one of water's natural self-cleansing mechanisms. But human activity tends to reduce snow's purity, so do not consume it."

A deep voice speaks from behind you, you turn around to see the chief justice of Fontaine, Neuvillette