Two young warriors stumbled through the biting wind seeking their lost companions. The wind tried to tear them from the bridge, but they clung on for dear life. Find the island deserted and forlorn, they fought their way back over the bridge and into the forest. The paused at the forest lookout for some sparring practice, and then continued on to the shelter of the Dire Garden where they worked on snow runes and battle plans until they heard the shouts of their lost companions. Overjoyed that they were not popsicles, they ran down to the great lawn and then led the expedition back to the Dire Garden to test the snowball launcher of doom. It did not work, unless your enemy happened to be very lightweight and within 3 feet of you. Undiscouraged, the group trooped down the local inn for hot beverages and a new type of battle: table top games.