Alfarinn in snowfall


Dear Mother,

One has to admire the hardiness of the Nords to the freezing cold. The snow and ice is nothing to them. Alfarinn, the carriage driver, sits outside the city in his usual post everyday, regardless of whether it is rain or shine. Or even when there is a snowstorm. J’Zhirr thinks it probably feels like nothing more than a light spring shower to him.