"Haaa…"
As we descend from the first chartered Magivore, I sigh loudly while feeling the biting frost on my slightly tingling skin. Inhaling softly, I notice how dry and thin the air is in this region, and from a distance, I even detect snow-capped mountains.
There isn't any snow around, however, and in fact, one can consider this place to be somewhat reminiscent of a desert.
Yet it is chilly.
I look around me and notice everyone present experiencing the same feeling of coldness, so this can't simply be my imagination.
"Must be our attire. It's inappropriate for this place," I speak to the rest, sighing deeply while staring at the driver and his Stormwing Drake.
None of us has been here before, so he should have at least warned us.
Especially with the kind of fee he charged!
