Thrasos breathed in the sharp air in Arc-Tempest. It was brisk. It always was, ever since... well, ever since as far as everybody he's ever met remembered. Still, it was<i>almost</i>to the point where one could call it warm, mostly by comparison to how the air<i>outside</i>was. The leonin started pacing across the market, heading towards the Arcaneum. The snow and mud sloshed beneath his tread, the heavy chainmail making his steps sink in unpleasantly at every step. In a way, the cold outside was more elegant; cleaner. Just white snow and blue ice, light reflecting in million angles and the fields looking as if dotted by gemstones. The pleasant crumple of hard snow, the glassy crinkle of thin ice.<br/><br/>If only it wasn't deadly.<br/><br/>But there was beauty in death, after all. That's what fighting was too. A beautiful contest of life and death, of skill and might; it just wasn't the same feel if it wasn't with the<i>stakes</i>down. Nobody got famous by nonlethal, friendly duels. The glory lay in the battle, in the struggle. In the death and the beauty. How very fitting for this cold world.<br/><br/><br/>But, regardless, his thoughts were cut short as he entered the Arcaneum itself. It was a much better sight than the town outside, that was for sure, but somehow... even the magical lights and runes paled in comparison to the serene beauty of the outside. Perhaps it was the bureaucracy holding it down, perhaps simply nothing could trump the white cold. Taking his bearings first, he noted the woman wearing the death god's symbol ; she seemed as new as him, judging by the outside clothes. Perhaps one of his future companions?<br/><br/>Her inquiry to the clerk confirmed it. The Leonin sprang a few steps towards it, ending up next to her, dwarfing her in height ; but then again, no something he wasn't used to. "Thrasos Eucleia, knight-errant, with the same inquiry." Despite normally being a talkative kind, Thrasos kept quiet for now. There was a place and a time for smalltalk, and wasting some poor clerk's time with it wasn't that time.