Days of light part 1 [Honor]The morning was bleak, the firmament an off-white blanket of clouds with an unfulfilled promise of rain; sheer cold wafted from the walls of the Avalodge, in wisps and in curls, fitting right in with the dreary decorum that nature had opted to set for the day; for most, this meant coats and scarves were all but a necessity, such that the venue was surrounded by a miniature sea of wooly caps and fuzzy winter gear whose owners' breath steamed in the frigid air, amid much shivering and muffled complaining. But Zoroarks, or at least that branch of the species that Red hailed from, were built for harsh mountain conditions – as such the atmosphere of the party was, if anything, somewhat nostalgic. Gambit, for his part, felt little difference as the biological mechanism that kept him from overheating in summer silently turned itself off, allowing his Ice-type side to predominate.Days of light part 1 [Honor]2 months ago in General Fiction
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