"Must be some kind of spell." I was huddled with other people at Valrym's bar, the entire town was in a cold snap. And by cold snap I mean everything was iced up, there were huge drifts of snow in the streets and even Captain Therod a stalwart of "You guys are acting like small children" was huddled into Valrym's bar. She claimed she had gotten a cold and it was not going away, but we all knew she just didn't want to be out in the snow. Its not like anyone was committing crimes anyway, other than public burning bans.
"Trezlan I know that's your go to complaint, but no its not a damned spell its the weather." Valrym at least was enjoying all his new found customers. I tried to tough it out in my shop, but apparently I have some drafty issues there because it was cold morning noon and night despite all of my attempts to the contrary.
"Weather shouldn't be this damned cold Val, even Therod is suffering."
"Don't drag me into your madness Trezlan." Therod puncutated her statement by coughing several times.
"Trezlan I know what you're thinking, rethink it, you can not defeat the weather."
"Lies Valrym I can defeat anything!" And with that I tossed off my cloak and set out in the snow to defeat the cold weather. I figured if anyone could do it a man who can conjure fire would be that man. Also I had like six beers and this seemed like a good idea, even though I shed warmer clothing before going out in the cold, so good idea is as always relative.
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