Snow, In Regalia!

Now there shall be.....AN ICE KING!
 
Clearly my own country of Canada has taken over Regalia with kindness and universal healthcare! Along with classic brutal militaristic executions. :P
 
"Just one more thing to make the homeless people more jolly."
~Seransic Faitoshi
"If I am not mistaken they'll freeze to death! Soon bodies will be dug and snow will be shovelled from doorways!" - Rose Bastian

-oOo-

On a happier note, I was nearly blind when I came on.. The snow was too bright!
 
Garrett Lo sits on his aged mahogany chair, legs crossed and face glowing, lit by the large fireplace beside him. "Ah, snow." He murmers as he watches the weather slowly change outside. The leaves from the trees continue to flutter to the ground, accompanied by travelling snowflakes. The ground turns white in shock, but welcomes the reddish beings, greedily covering them in its icy blankness. "I wish it could be like this all of the time." His mouth turns up at the corner, and he pauses a moment to take a sip from his glass. The red of the wine splashes against his thin lips, and he hums a tune as he continues gazing out of the window.

Erin van Larsa shivers in their curled up position, just outside of the entrance to the Golden Willow tavern. Their hands and lips are blue with cold, knees drawn up to their face in order to preserve as much body heat as possible. Every now and then their arms brave the cold, exiting their warm home inside the small bundle of Erin, and instead rubbing each other up and down in an attempt to create warmth via friction. "Damn snow." Erin mutters, as they scrunch their nose up in contempt of the white substance. "I wish it would just disappear." They grumble for a moment longer before curling up impossibly smaller in their corner, attempting to sleep, despite the freezing nature of the cold night air.
 
Lanaskan Shadowaika looks out the door, first checking for any notes that commoners have attached to it before realizing what was falling from the sky. "Oh how I hate snow..." he says, heading towards the tavern to meet a friend.
 
"Ah, this reminds me of home!" - Duval Paloin, while shivering his way to the tavern for a drink (who's first home was a wintery land)
 
Natalee looked out the windows of the tavern with interest. Having never seen snow before, she rushed out to more closely play examine the strange phenomenon. As soon as she stepped down the stairs, the cold wintery air blasted at her face. She stopped midstep, paused, considered, turned around, and ran back up the tavern.

"Damn it," she muttered, shivering next to the fireplace.
 
lol Yvette has been running around with the Regalia guards, playing in the snow with them.
 
Alexander picks up a clump of snow squeezing it between his fingers looking confused "Vhat iz diz cold water." Being from a hot climate of Ithania, Alexander has never encountered snow before. Alexander rolls it into a ball and pelts it at the nearest person (The Shadow King) and then cracks a grin on his face.
 
Lanaskan gets hit in the face with a ball of snow and freezes, his body taking the cold shock full on. After a few moments he warmed back up enough to chatter "W-who th-th-threw that?!" before glaring at anyone nearby. He see's the man smirking and Lanaskan quickly makes up with mind. He makes a snow ball and hurls it at the man, smirking as he does so.
 
((pssss, I'm a slither Naga)) Lanaskan just stared at the man, his blank expression hiding the amount of termoil in him. Should he punch the man? Should he poison him? Should he fake niceness? He went with that, reached out his hand for a shake and says "Lanaskan Shadowaika is my name." his a slight smile on his face.
((Xanderab))