Parting ways with Scaly in a rather embarrassing manner, Verdell found himself dragging his body through the snow that threatened to swallow him up with a single wrong step. Not because there were any pitfalls along the path leading up the main city of the northern region under the guild. Instead, it was because the snow was far too deep for a small dwarf like himself to traverse without proper gear.
Originally, he hadn't realized how difficult it was to traverse the northern region without proper snowshoes, but now that he didn't have a dragon to ride around, he realized just how difficult it was to traverse the place without the proper equipment. Just the short journey to the main city was a battle on its own, as he found himself struggling to move even a few dozen meters.
In the end, what should have been a simple journey taking half an hour or an hour in a worst-case scenario, ended up taking a little over five hours-
"Hey! Are you okay down there?"
"No…"
