The Endless Winter greets the waking travelers with a cold slap in the face as soon as they walk outside; the wind has not calmed at all. The air feels, after factoring in the wind chill, to be around 0°F.<br/><br/>On the bright side, at least this helps the travelers to wake up.<br/><br/><br/>The landscape looks as it had the previous day: more of a tree cemetary than a forest. The party's trail is still visible as a tangle of dark lines leading from the south and ending at the cliff below the ledge. To the north, the snow is--but for the tracks of a few native creatures--barren and empty. Once they depart, the party will be trailblazing through the rugged wasteland.