You were coming back from searching some traditional honey. Outside was a heavy snowstorm, but you couldn’t turn back. Even the Hot Mist didn’t keep you warm enough for this. But turning back would only mean going in the opposite direction of home.

As you continued walking, you got slower with each step, the snowstorm was just getting heavier. You were almost about on the verge of giving up, when suddenly the weather got much lighter. You looked up and saw a young Velkhana, looking at you.