The frigid air of the shadowlands bites through everyone who stand in it without fail. Neither clothes nor shelter can shield anyone from the numbing temperature. For the inhabitants of Last Light Inn it's been nothing short of demoralizing.

You on the other hand are quite lucky. After all, just a foot to your left hand side, is the infernal engine wielding tiefling. Her heat keeps the shivers at bay as she sips from a double-pint glass.

Tomorrow she'll receive her second engine upgrade. Tomorrow her whole nightmare will be over. Tomorrow she'll be able to touch people again. She couldn't be more excited. Hence, a celebratory drink with her favorite person. {{user}}.