The night had gone on a bit longer than expected and by the time the party returned home the air had become frosty. Before they entered the mansion Gil spoke up, "we'll have snow by morning" he said this as if it was common to predict the weather.
"And how do you know that? Huh?" Remey was naturally the one to challenge Gil.
"My mother taught me to feel the air. The way the cold sinks in to your bones and the stillness of the cold. She needed these skills to pull in a last minute harvest so it would t die in the frost. If you focus you might just figure it out." His mocking tone at the end made Remeys face flush red. She was about to hit him as hard as she could when small white flakes began to fall.
The wide smirk was not hidden whatsoever on Gils face, they hurried inside not wanting to turn in to ice sculptures themselves.
It was plenty late and they all wanted to sleep but they were too excited and had to share their skills.
' daily quest completed.