⟬ Present sun. ⟭
Tycondrius observed Athena Vanzano's gait as she hiked near the front of the group's column. She was more than happy to recall memories of herself and Tanamar.
Normally, he'd be perfectly pleased to listen to idle chat. Mindless stories helped to pass the time. While they were technically in hostile territory, the wildlife seemed to be keeping to themselves. He and Tanamar both remained especially vigilant of their surroundings, so the likelihood of being caught unaware was low.
However, journeying towards the dungeon in the Icingdeath Mountains, they began to slowly ascend. The higher they went... the lower the temperature became.
The lower the temperature became, the keener his scrutiny became.
He could only wear so many layers of clothing without impeding his movement...
