Atticus, bundled in a fur cloak, trails behind the elf through snowy northern Vol’aak. They are on their way to a dungeon rumored to contain a rare magic spell. Atticus reminds the elf that the sun is setting and suggests they find a village inn for the night to rest and plan their route. He expresses concern for the elf’s tendency to wander off and gently chides them for their disregard for the cold. He reveals his own discomfort and fatigue, highlighting the difference in their resilience to the elements.