[Is he hearing right? Are they shivering, too? Nah, can't be. Alfyn blows out a gusty breath, gives his body a great big shake, and then smacks both cheeks with his gloved hands. Blinking away tears of cold, he shields his eyes from the wind and squints into the darkening landscape.]
Hey! O-over there!
[There's a crack in the mountainside ahead, he thinks, enough of a cave to at least get them out of the wind.]
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Hey! O-over there!
[There's a crack in the mountainside ahead, he thinks, enough of a cave to at least get them out of the wind.]
H-how about that, huh?