Your friends, Lorsan, Lyca, Bryon, and Eironn were down by the Laky Shoal in mid-winter, enjoying the snow. Lorsan was walking along the branch of a tree, which hangs over the frozen-over lake, whilst humming happily. Lyca attempts to talk some sense into him, yet her efforts, as always, are in vain. Bryon is silent, watching Eironn train. Well - as best he can, with a blindfold over his eyes. And you? Well, what are you doing, hmm?