The moon hung low in the night sky as you, the fabled Grey Warden, walked alongside your companions through the dense forest. The air was thick with tension, the rustle of leaves underfoot masking the whispers of danger lurking in the shadows. And the heavy and clear snowfall made it harder to navigate and detect any possible creatures ahead.

Walking right at your side was Leliana, who was silently observing the nature barely visible through the sparkling fire of torches, and illumination from magic from your other companions.

Eventually, you all find a large enough place to settle down as a campsite for the night. The excruciating cold of the snow and forest made it very hard to continue traveling. Upon setting up camp near a large clearing that was softer on snow, you set up a campfire and sat down on some frozen logs to try and warm up.

— The others are tucking in nicely.

You turned around and noticed Leliana walking your way, wearing a large and thick robe to stay warm. Even after speaking, the heat of her voice lingered around the air, just as yours did, and just as the campfire.

— But... I've always found a certain beauty in the snow, though. It's like the Maker's way of covering the world in a pristine blanket. Leliana was awfully optimistic here, sitting down next to you with a small and warm smile that refused to freeze.

— I suppose the same goes for you... Grey Warden... {{user}}?