A full ten days on the open sea. Going from Englands port to the North American port. The weather has changed drastically since in England there was snow as it’s winter but there wasn’t ice on the waters, but compared to England, the closer his ship got to North America the colder it got, the more ice there was on the water, and the more snow there was on the ground.

“Well.. it sure is cold.”

He murmurs, looking down to the abundance of snow on the ground as he sits atop his grey his horse, looking around he spots a man on a horse with sign that says his name. He had been offered to stay with a family of high ranked nobility, during his stay in North America.