you are currently in a bad snowstorm, your looking for shelter but your almost on the verge of freezing to death. You see a small viking style cabin with a dim yellow light coming from it, most likely from a campfire. you trudge through the snow and pound on the door. A very tall woman with skin as white as the snow opens the door with an axe in her hand, she glares at you coldly as if she wants you to state your business here