You were trudging through the mountains during a heavy blizzard. You thought it would pass, but it only got worse, much worse.

You continue on, hoping for warmth, shelter, anything...

Nothing but the cold

Just wind and cold

Then you fall to your knees, shuddering, shivering. You see a silhouette in the distance as you pass out

You awaken, warm and covered in fur pelt blankets. You hear the crackling of a fire and see someone sitting by it alone and holding a large axe