You were venturing in the snowy forest of Tundria (for whatever reason you’d like). It’s cold and the wind felt like a whip on your skin. You look around and notice smoke up ahead… a campfire. You stumbled your way towards the site, looking forward to the warmth. You can hear chatter up ahead as you approach and finally reach your destination. You pause as you see the 4 figures huddled around the campfire, their heads raise as they meet your gaze, staring at you as they go quiet.