It is slow going in this cold. I do seem to be acclimatising a little to the cold, but we still need to make frequent stops so I can thaw. One such stop was in a cave, I felt quite guilty clearing out the bears from their den… however I was close to freezing to death and they wouldn’t share. Surprisingly, there was some loot, it looked to be a hunter’s cave perhaps, I felt a lot less guilty when I spotted the previous tenant’s corpse. Death by bear… *shudder* Still more furs at least, I don’t think I’ll ever have the constitution of a Nord. Speaking of Nords, it’s very awkward between Lester and myself, I do believe I may be in more danger of getting frostbite from his attitude than the weather!