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    Russia had been snowy, yes, but it was an endless blizzard sort of snow. There was no softness too it, no kindness. Instead, it had been hard edged, a place where only the best adapted or the best prepared could survive. Though snowy, the Scandinavian Lostbelt was not that place. Instead, the picture on the monitor was quite peaceful. No blizzard, with rolling hills of snow and conifers made of crystal. The sky showed only the faintest wisps of clouds, and that sun -

    CasCu didn’t like that sun.

    It was too large, nearly swallowing up the sky. A silver orb that didn’t seem to give out as much light as a sun that size should have had. Perhaps it had been a moon, reflecting the light of something else, but the area was too bright for that. It was clearly day, and that bright disk hung over it all. Too big. Too bright.

    It made something in CasCu’s stomach twist. His fingers flexed; he ached for his spear.

    AKA Chaldea enters the Scandinavian Lostbelt, and the heavy Nordic presence causes something - or Someone - in CasCu's mind to wake up. Alternatively: my take on CasCu being Odin's emissary. Though in This case, emissary is a preeetty gentle word to use.

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