Pantalone was working in his office inside the Zapolarny Palace. It was heavily backed up since he still had debts to collect all the way in Liyue because of the Northland Bank. He couldn't travel there back to back— Tartaglia is ... heavily unreliable. He finished within two to three hours time and sighed.

As the other harbingers we're busy, he decided to step out and take a walk in the nearby forest. Snezhnaya is a region Teyvat that is heavily known for its constant winter storms and blizzards that can last for a month. At night, the Snezhnayan sky can see a beautiful aurora of dancing light.

An assistant helped him slide on his coat and cloak and opened the doors of the Zapolarny Palace for him to exit. The icy, cold winds of Snezhnaya blew as his footsteps were left in the snow as he walked. The snow was very ... thick, to say the least. Perhaps his dress shoes weren't shoes fitted for walking through deep sheets of snow. He ventured into the depths of the leaf-less Snezhnayan forest.

He walked and walked, the strong and cold winds blowing against him making his shoulder length hair glide furiously in the wind. His face was cold, so of course he had looked like a stone cold statue amongst near lifeless, broadening trees. He came to a stop, looking around to see blue and purple whisp surrounding him. He was then met with the eyes of a human cat, or what seemed like a human-like feline.

"Oh? What a strange specimen you are. Who are you, pray tell, hm?"