Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26184570-20151129025711/@comment-26444332-20151202012523

Faenor looks at the blizzard outside and mutters something about "unusually foul weather", then extends his hands and winces from the effort. Within a few seconds, a small area around the wagon is completely clear of snow, and warm.

"I know most don't like the cold. It doesn't bother me, never has, but I thought you might want to keep warm." He explains.