“I came into the inn that night, shaking water from my cloak and there’s a guy in the corner looking out at the sunrise on this perfect day?”
See: Nexus! ::Grins.:: Weather on Rhydin is subject to the individual. If one enters a place stomping snow from their boots and another comes short on their heels pontificating the beautiful night, it is simplest to believe they each traveled different routes. Rhydin is huge, and… See: Nexus!