Even though the structures were still intact enough in places to offer some respite from the howling wind and driving snow, there was little that the remaining travelers could do to keep themselves warm as the temperatures continued to plummet. They’d cut some trees surrounding the city and tried to fashion rude walls with them, stopping the gaps between rough-hewn bits of wood with mud, but even then the cold was an ever-present misery. Food and fuel were in short supply as well, and each further trip out to replenish them exhausted the group still further.

And yet, despite all the hardships, Scimoc continued to carefully map the ruins, day by day, systematically eliminating candidates and expanding his map, hoping to find the statue–the elven figure.

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