>>77536728You're walking down the streets of a bustling deadbeat city perched between two peaks in the easternmost part of the Onyx range. Most individuals around you are gliding along the pavement in thick, puffy robes that undulate gently in the biting wind. You, on the other hand, are wrapped up in layers upon layers of furs, the bare minimum required to help you preserve your body heat. The mass of clothing is so thick you can barely flex the hands in your mittens, but you eventually make it to your destination, the Resting Fenix Grand Hotel. Unlike most buildings around, it has almost no windows, and a billowing cloud of smoke is escaping from a chimney set atop its roof, an uncommon architectural feature in these parts. You push open a first door to enter an antechamber, and it closes behind you before you open the second one; mercifully warm air strikes your face and returns some life to your reddened cheeks. A hostess greets you as you begin to peel off layers of your accoutrement; like you, she isn't a local, she has the look of a kaiserreich girl, identifying her as the daughter of the establishment's founder, or perhaps some other relative.
You ponder the wondrous effort which must go into keeping a building warmed to temperatures comfortable to you, a foreigner, while the thermometer dips fifty degrees below zero right outside. You also ponder how cute the red-haired girl is.
>>77538578Maybe there's a way to use that thing where freezing water concentrates stuff diluted in it to make syrup...
