• Graded • [Hopetoun] A Cold Reception

[Darius Baer]

Arc 723, 2nd of Cylus

Astra was the first to wake up. A guard named Ulric had knocked before entering, and he had been seeking Darius, but it was the half-biqaj brunette who had invited him inside. But it only took a couple of shakes from the brunette to rouse the settlement leader from his slumber.

Darius sat up in the dark. Despite the late break, he felt refreshed, due in no small part to the pillow he and Astra had been sharing - but that did nothing to erase his confusion. Lighting a candle, he stepped out of the bedroom alongside Astra and immediately recognised the visitor as one of Hopetoun's guards.

"What is it?" he asked Ulric, knowing the man wouldn't have woken him up for anything that could have waited until sunrise.

"Snow, milord. A lot of it."

Ulric's voice was a whisper; one of those subconscious quirks that accompanied a conversation in the middle of the night, despite the obvious urgency in his tone.

Darius nodded, though he didn't really understand. Snow was not unheard of on Faldrass, especially during Cylus, though it usually arrived later in the season.

"Earlier than usual," Darius noted. "What time is it?"

"One break past midnight, milord."

Darius nodded again, before briefly exchanging a glance with Astra.

"How much is 'a lot'?" the settlement leader asked of Ulric.

For the first time, Darius noticed the white flakes in the guard's hair.

"We'll be out in a bit," he added, not bothering to wait for an answer to his question.

As Ulric stepped out of the room, Astra and Darius changed out of their nightclothes and added layers to protect them from the cold. Darius knew, as FireForged, that he could keep himself warm, but that he was not immune to the effects of the cold - and he couldn't extend that warmth to Astra.

Memories of his visit to Ishallr washed over him as he handed the half-biqaj a thick fur coat.

It was there that he had first encountered Ledas.

Speaking of which...

"Ledas," he called out, poking his head into the doorway to the bedroom. "Come along. We may need you and Katara."

Ledas, who was curled up at the foot of the bed stretched himself out and arched his back, before stepping onto the floor with his large paws.

"Pity. I'd just found a warm spot."

Katara was less reluctant, and soon found a perch upon Darius' shoulder.

When Ulric opened the door, the change in temperature was immediate. The wind was now audible, and thin patches of white snow decorated the rooves of Hopetoun's buildings and the ground between them. Astra inhaled sharply at the sight, and Ulric - catching more snowflakes in his hair - looked at his leader for instruction.

"We need to get people to safety," Darius said, his breath forming visible clouds as he spoke. "We need to make a plan."

[Faith Augustin]

Hopetoun:
A Cold Reception

Faith was making a tour of the Order of the Adunih outposts throughout Idalos. This was all part and parcel of her preparations for the hospital she was creating, making sure that portals would be in place and ensuring that everyone knew exactly what was happening. It was a big deal, after all, and Faith wanted it to go smoothly. She'd already been to the Eternal Empire and was now in Scalvoris where she was starting on Faldrass. The small outpost in Hopetoun wasn't somewhere she'd visited previously, so she wanted to make sure that she got herself there and got to know the people there. As such, she'd arrived late in the evening and was sitting in her room in the Inn, working.

Despite having been free for many arcs, now, Faith still kept some of the habits and behaviours of her slavery. The last time she'd slept in had been roughly seven arcs ago and she maintained the four-hour sleep schedule she had been trained into. It was one of the reasons that she could do so much, she supposed, but right now she wasn't thinking about that. She was sitting in her room at the small desk and she was looking over the notes from the Order outpost here. Lifting her head, Faith saw that it was snowing outside and she smiled.

She supposed it was that time of the arc again, she considered. Snow and snowball fights, making warm drinks and wrapping up in home-made scarves. Her memories turned to simpler times and she allowed herself a moment of reminiscence, and of missing her husband. Then, she put her head down and got back to the notes. The Order here was running well, Faith was pleased. There were a few ways that she could see to improve things but they were relatively minor actions which would, undoubtedly, lead to some good results.

Pulling a piece of parchment closer, Faith made a neat list. When it was done, she looked up again and frowned.

It was still snowing, but now there wasn't so much the sight of flakes falling so much as there was a sheet of snow out there. This was not good. Standing up, she moved over to the window and looked out some more. Perhaps, after all, it was a trick of the light or something to do with the angle she was at. It didn't look it.

Faith turned and, grabbing her coat and wrapping her scarf around her throat as she moved, she made her way out of the Inn. And there, she realised that her view was presenting a different reality through the small window - it was much worse out here.

Her mind ticked over then, quickly assessing the situation. In most places, Faith would simply take charge and, in fairness, that was what she'd do here too if it was needed. But Hopetoun had a leader and it would be better if the people here were following him. She knew Darius, they'd scampered around the ice caves of Ishallr together and so Faith was happy to make her way over to his house. As she did she saw that there were guards and people moving around there. That was a good sign, she thought -it meant that they'd gone to him. As Darius stepped out of the place and looked around, after he'd spoken the words 'we need to make a plan', Faith stepped forward.

"Hello, Darius,", Faith said with a smile. They had a meeting scheduled for the morrow, so her presence would be no surprise to him. She felt no cold, at all, but Faith was still wrapped in a scarf and a thick coat - while she didn't feel the cold, she also didn't like it. Serious silver eyes flecked with red gazed up at him and she smiled a greeting to everyone present. "I'd like to help if I can. Do you have a place large enough for everyone to stay? I can make it warmer in an area for a full trial, to buy time, if that helps?"

There were, of course, lots of things that she could do - but Faith waited to see what Darius wanted first, and she'd go from there.

[Darius Baer]

One of Darius' breath clouds dissipated into the darkness and revealed Faith's presence. The brunette's arrival was unexpected, but only slightly so. She and Darius had arranged to meet in the morning, but he had naturally assumed that would be when the settlement was bathed in gloomy sunlight.

Looking around at the growing blanket of white that was draping itself over the ground and the roofs of buildings, he doubted such an occasion would present itself. That realisation only served to further deepen his furrowed brow.

He was grateful to see her, though. If there was one person he might have looked to for guidance in a crisis, it would have been Faith Augustin. The leadership she had shown in the wake of the dock collapse in Scalvoris Town had left an indelible mark on him. But then, Jean Baer had died that trial, so it was unlikely he would forget it, regardless of who led the recovery effort.

Faith's polite smile was matched by Darius. Her question was a pertinent one, and considering the rate at which the snow was falling, it deserved a thoughful answer.

"I would normally say the Hopeful Rest," Hopetoun's leader responded, "but that won't be big enough for everyone. We also have livestock to consider."

He sent a quick glance to Astra before looking back at Faith, as Ulric watched on, marching on the spot to keep his feet warm. Darius' mind was racing as he encountered problems and found solutions for them almost immediately.

"I will contact Elisabeth Angelus," he added, before offering Faith an explanation. "The Havenites were due to visit tomorrow. I will tell them to look after their own instead."

A brief pause, and then another problem to solve.

"If you have a way to make things warmer for a while, that would be ideal," Darius added. "We will need to evacuate. We can make our way to the Hopetoun Hole, about half a break's walk beyond the palisade. We have a stockpile of food for the visitors from Haven. We can take that with us so that there is enough to keep everyone fed for a few trials, if it takes a while for the snow to clear."

Darius cocked his head ever so slightly at Faith, as if he was checking for her approval. Then he turned to Ulric.

"Wake the garrison. Have them go door to door, and bring the settlers to the Hopeful Rest so we can explain what's happening. Make sure you keep them calm, but be efficient. We need to get moving before anyone gets snowed in. And get the rangers to help the farmers outside of town. Have them escort people if necessary. I don't want anyone walking outside on their own."

Ulric nodded, but he too was a proud Scalvorian, and that meant he also had deep respect for Faith. So just before he turned away, he looked to the brunette, just in case she had anything to add.

Darius, too, turned to the visitor.

"We may need some medical assistance from the Order," he noted. "Are you able to help us with that?"

[Faith Augustin]

Hopetoun:
A Cold Reception

Darius' idea for where to - pardon the expression - hole up was a good one. "Is there a supply of fresh water there?" Faith asked. "It doesn't entirely matter if not, I can make an oasis, but making use of what you have is better." The Hopetoun Hole was about half a break away, he told her and Faith nodded. "I can raise the temperature to comfortably warm, but only for a day and then that doesn't work again for four trials." She gave a slight smile and half-shrug, buried deep in the layers of her scarf.

He spoke to the man there, the guard, and gave orders to wake the garrison. They both glanced to her before the chap went and Faith considered it. "We'll need means of transporting things, too," she said softly. "So, carts and wagons, if appropriate for the terrain." She glanced around and considered. "You'll want to leave bags of Faldrass sand here, in homes and so on, to protect houses as much as possible. Which means, it would make sense if we got a team of people gathering more for in the Hopetoun Hole." There was the possibility that this was going to take time - that the snows would last.

Thinking about it, she considered. "While bringing people here now is good, and we will need to give them information, you'll need to have the farmers be able to go back to their farms. I can buy us a full day from the moment I cast it, and it will warm the whole place up by about ten degrees." If Darius was happy for her to do so, she would cast the Ymiden-granted ability Cooling / Warming Trend and nod to Ulric that there was nothing else she needed to consider. "It may be that the farmers want to protect their crops as much as possible. I would suggest covering the soil with Faldrass sand, maybe, to try and protect root systems. Perhaps some quickly built or reinforcing existing covers?" Because if it snowed a lot, things would get buried under it. Faith was as much thinking of what happened when the thaw eventually occurred as she was of now.

As she and Darius made their way, she spoke to him and explained her thoughts. "We can deal with medical issues, absolutely," she said. "And, if you would allow me to, I can cook and very much stretch the ingredients. It still tastes good," she said with a smile. Then she considered it further. "It's possible that this will last a while, so it would be as well to be prepared. Curtains, fabrics, bedding, bring all of those. Cushions for people's comfort. Pots and pans to cook and plates or bowls to serve. Everyone should bring their own cup and cutlery - and we should bring spares." She was very much about organising -it was her skill set, after all.

More than that, though. "Sand, as I said, and wood for the fire. Animal feed. Is there sufficient space that we can be spread out a little? Animals away from two-legged folks, things like that?" She disappeared into her scarf again and grumbled. "I can't feel it, you know, but I hate the cold."

[Darius Baer]

Faith was good.

In fact, she was very good at what she did, and that was evident as soon as she began to solve problems that Darius hadn't even considered. He and Astra exchanged a glance, silently expressing their relief that Faith was in the settlement at this most opportune of times.

They had evacuated the settlement two arcs earlier, but that had been a much lighter layer of snow, and it hadn't lasted long.

They would learn from this.

"Aye, there is fresh water at the Hopetoun Hole," Darius nodded. "It's well-sheltered and usually warm, too. It's underground, so hopefully the warmth of Faldrass will keep it from freezing over."

The idea of using the famously warm orange sand to protect the houses was a good one. In truth, Darius' focus had been on the welfare of the settlers themselves, rather than their property, and it helped to be reminded to include the bigger picture.

"Aye, we have no shortage of sand," he acknowledged, "and that would be a good way to put it to use."

The suggestion to increase the temperature so that people could prepare their homes and farms was met with a nod of gratitude.

"Thank you. I think the sooner you're able to do that, the better."

Darius didn't know a lot about farming, but he surmised that preventing the snow from impacting the roots had to be a good thing.

And the offer of cooking to extend their food supply was eagerly accepted.

"I've never seen this much snow on Faldrass before," he noted, "so having ample supplies will be really helpful."

The Hopeful Rest Inn was filled with people. Some individuals were not present, because Darius had already spoken to them and assigned them with tasks. Lars was leading a small expedition of rangers and guards to gather several sackfuls of Faldrass sand, while Kirt one of a group of farmers who were being escorted to their farms in the poor conditions, where they could takes steps to protect their crops.

Despite that, there was standing room only at the inn when Darius addressed the settlers. Standing atop the bar, he was able to raise his voiceDaia's Boon: Inner Voice so that he could be heard over the sound of Serena and Kerik and a handful of others who were gathering food from the kitchen.

When Darius spoke, he didn't bother with any preamble. Everyone who had arrived at the inn had had to walk through the snow to get there. They knew it was serious.

And so he cut straight to the point. He told them that they were going to evacuate, and he explained the preparations that were already underway. He described the route they would take, and explained what they were going to do to protect their homes and how they planned to provide enough food to keep everyone.

And then, having done his best to reassure the settlers that all was in hand, and in an effort to further boost their morale, he invited Faith to join him up at the bar - offering her a helping hand to climb up, if she needed it. Even if she didn't have anything to say, the sight of the famous brunette would surely put some minds at ease.

[Faith Augustin]

Hopetoun:
A Cold Reception

Darius' skill in leadership became quickly apparent and, more than that, Faith saw the relationship between him and the people here. That was, she knew, worth it's weight. As he spoke to people about the Faldrass sand and getting the farms prepared, Faith put a hand on his arm to get his attention. "If possible," she said softly, "we need to ensure that the roofs of the houses are warm. That will stop the snow from getting so heavy that it collapses the roof." She'd seen it, more than once. "On hipped rooves, that's easier but a flat roof needs to have even a slight angle or slope made. " Looking at the man who seemed to know a lot about gardening, she added. "Same thing for the plants, if you can." Faith cast her mind back to her own garden in Eureka. "I've used planks of wood, lifted up and tilted to allow drainage. Or glass, of course." She considered it and said with a slight shrug. "Faldrass-sand glasshouses. Now that would be useful." Unusually for her, she didn't offer to help because in actuality, they needed to focus on the people first, and her help with those was more important.

So, she thought about things, looked around and took note of things, and then when they got to the Hopeful Rest Inn, she stood back and watched attentively as Darius spoke. People noticed her, there were nudges and so on, whispers between each other. Faith was used to that - one didn't get quite as famous as she was and not have that happen, after all. It was a reality that she had to accept, as much as she did not like it. When Darius was done, he invited her to join him and Faith took his hand and stepped up. Looking at the people gathered, she smiled slightly.

"It's my pleasure to help Darius and yourselves in this, if I can. It may be that we're going to be in the Hopetoun Hole for a while, at least a few trials. So, I would suggest that if you have a hobby or a skill which you can bring the supplies for easily, then do so. Once we're there, maybe people can share those skills, teach and learn." That would help, Faith knew. People would need things to do, they'd need to feel like they were being useful, too. She looked at Darius and gave a slight smile. People moved, it had to be said, and they followed Darius' lead. Faith knew enough about people - and leadership - to know that this meant these people were long-term loyal. He'd proven himself time and again, she suspected. "And, as long as there's room, bring ale and wine, tavern games if you have them." Better that people were able to socialise and be together, after all - the last thing they needed was fights breaking out.

The place was noticably warmer, now that she'd used that ability and Faith set about helping. It was her nature to do so and she did so wholeheartedly. She helped move things, carry things, put boxes on carts and count resources. She'd kneel in the dirt and climb up on rooves as needed. There was certainly no part of her which turned her nose up at anything at all - be it hard manual labour or delicate work. Both of those things were as important as each other to her. Of course, it helped that she was able to organise and arrange things in what seemed to be an almost miraculously efficient manner .

Once they made their way to the Hopetoun Hole, Faith was quick and keen to check out the place. She spoke with Darius on the way there and expressed what she thought would be ideal. "If we can have a sleeping area, where people can have curtained off places of privacy in their family unit, that would be ideal. Then a communal area, where the cooking and community work or games or skill building goes on. I'd ideally like a quiet area for any medical issues, a couple of beds there." She glanced at him and her ice-silver eyes were serious. "And, I'm afraid, you'll need guards. Close-quarters living and the feeling of being trapped grates on people quickly. If people can see that there are guards, that there is order, then that gives them normalcy. That will be key."

Once they were there, they could get started, after all. "Once people see it, experience it, live it for a trial or two and it becomes normal, tensions will ease," she said. Then, perhaps unhelpfully but with a twinkle of mischief in her gaze, Faith added. "I hope."

[Darius Baer]

Darius might have been the leader of Hopetoun, but if it was Faith Augustin who stole the room. She had contributed more to the lives of the average Scalvorian than Darius could ever dream of, if that was something he might aspire to. She caught the attention of people she had never met, but who knew her by sight. She brought a sense of hope and calm to a space.

And that extended beyond mere rooms. The atmosphere of the entire Hopeful Rest Inn seemed to change when she arrived. And later, when she helped in various capacities throughout Hopetoun, her combination of fame and humility won the admiration of the locals.

So rather than steal the room, Faith Augustin appeared to steal the settlement.

Darius had no qualms with that. If anything, he was just as taken in by her expertise as anyone else. And he was quite happy to let her lead the way in the areas where she was clearly gifted.

The settlers wasted no time in following her instructions. The settlement was warmer, now - again thanks to Faith - and they were able to move more freely as they prepared to evacuate Hopetoun. Less 'essential' items that Darius had not considered, such as ale and hobby items, were swiftly gathered and packed away while the buildings and farms were taken care of according to Faith's guidance.

With the brunette's presence having boosted the morale of the settlers, only a couple of breaks passed before everyone was ready to make their way to the Hopetoun Hole.

The journey itself was relatively uneventful. Most of it was done in relative silence. Despite the temperature being far more tolerable than if Faith had not been present, it was still cold enough to keep conversation to a minimum.

They were also busy concentrating on their breathing and navitaging their way. Walking in the wilderness in the dark during Cylus was hazardous, especially in the snow. Each settler was able to use an item they held as a lightHoly Land of Xiur, which certainly removed some of the risk, but they still needed to guide visitors and animals along the way.

After two breaks of careful walking - twice as long as it would normally take to get to their intended destination - the wide mouth of the Hopetoun Hole welcomed them. Aided by their own lights and those of the Faldrass fire worms, the settlers were able to quickly escape the cold weather outside. No longer exposed to the wind, their mood immediately lifted, as did the volume of their voices.

Before long, different areas within the cave network were being designated for their own purposes. Guards were stationed near the entrance as a communal area was established, and around it there were soon places being set up for sleeping, for Order of the Adunih, and for storage. Blankets and cushions were laid down, and tapestries were draped on any wall that allowed for it. And, as Faith began to organise the cooking area and plan a warm meal for the settlers, Hopetoun's hole away from homePun! was quickly being established.

[Faith Augustin]

Hopetoun:
A Cold Reception

Before they left, Faith made her way around Hopetoun and did everything she could. Getting warm sand onto roofs was a start but also, she needed to consider two things. "The snow will turn to water, so we need it to drain," she repeated, mostly for her own peace of mind and then, of course, was the next thing. "But once it's drained away, it will re-freeze. We need to make sure that we're not endangering the surrounds by protecting the house." It was fairly easy to deal with once it was identified, but it was that recognising it that was important.

She worked tirelessly with the settlers and Faith never minded doing the uncomfortable or dirty work. Equally, she'd clamber up ladders and not mind at all. So, she made her way around the settlement and made sure that everywhere was well - prepared for a long snow storm. She'd held it off for a day - and if it lasted another 4, she could come back then. But then, she also made sure that the supplies were there - packed and ready to go - because those would be much more difficult to deal with. Thankfully, when it came to packing, Faith had lots of helpful thoughts and she was happy to share them.

When she was sure that they done as much as they could, Faith was happy to make her way with the others to the Hopetoun Hole. Before they left, though, she spoke to Shule, her Lovalus Diri. "Shule, would you mind staying here and being in contact?" Shule was happy to - she didn't feel the cold after all and it meant that Faith could keep an eye on the place. "Excellent, thank you, Shule, I very much appreciate you doing that," Faith said, sincerely.

Then, they left. PB, too, remained behind at Hopetoun. Not least because he could sense death and so, if there was an issue more broadly or further afield, it increased his chances of knowing about it. Once they got to the Hopetoun Hole, Faith set about getting set up. A space for people to be, another for any medical issues and a space for cooking. She was going to focus there and so, she unapologetically took over the cooking area. "Lets put the fruit and vegetables here, please, yes, that works. Oh, those over there, please." And so on - these were the sounds that came from there for the first few moments. Faith directed people rather than did things then but that was because she was doing something else.

Faith knew that the sense of smell was a strongly emotional one and so she started cooking as soon as they got there. As she directed people, she got the fire going, and she put her skills to use. Soon a delicious-smelling soup was cooking. Faith had clear ideas of how she was going to do this. She would make every item stretch to the maximumFaith's ability with cooking has allowed her to utilise her ingredients to their absolute maximum. This means that she is able to stretch the contents of her larder to an amazing degree. She has the capacity to take what most chefs would use for one portion and turn it into a full meal for four. She would make sure that everyone there was getting the absolute best, most healthy and delicious foodThe food that Faith cooks is nutritionally balanced and exquisitely tasty. Those who eat her food can all agree on this. However, her attention to detail in the planning and preparation of food means that, those who eat Faith's food are healthier - they have more energy, more resistance to disease and so on and have a better metabolism and auto immune system etc. They are less likely to get ill and, if they do, will shake it off more quickly. They have the energy and focus to be able to do more, achieve more in a trial than they might otherwise. Fundamentally, those who eat her food live longer, healthier lives. Obviously, the more often one eats her food, the more this impact happens. (So those who live with her, her employees and those who are trainees in her business will reap the most benefit) that they had eaten and nothing, even the most mundane food, would be anything but delicious.

She also made sure that the people there had wonderful desserts The Confectionier Faith can make wonderful, magical confections. From sweet desserts to individual chocolates, she is able to weave wonder in to sweet treats. A chocolate coin which explodes into liquid upon being eaten, a dessert mousse which has a different taste with each spoonful - these are examples of this. More than that, though, her confections are incredibly detailed and so she is able to produce works of art in chocolate, in cakes and desserts. Models with moving pieces, tiny and intricate details and all done to a level which is usually not achievable - her confectionery is second to none . Over the first day, she worked hard there and made sure to produce an absolute feast. People needed to see this as a comfortable and good place. Her skill was such that she could get that done and, while it was cooking she made her way around and talked to people, helped them set up (although her ability to do anything resembling tent-making was awful) and get comfortable.

As she worked, apparently tirelessly she did so to make sure that the people didn't just survive here, that they thrived. It would allow them to develop as a community, to bond together even more and - she considered - this might become the place where they wintered. Or, at least, when Scalvoris had what seemed to be one of its inevitable disasters, they could have this place pre-prepared and ready to go to.

That was for longer term, of course, but for now Faith made sure that the Hopetounians had arguably the best food they'd ever tasted throughout the snow storm, that they worked together and played games, built a sense of community. She did it quietly and always made sure to check in with Darius because, at the end of the trial he was the leader here and she would come and be a friend to the place but when this was done, she'd leave. Which meant that it was important simply to ensure that she was a useful cog in the wheel.

And, of course, as she served out the first meal, she asked for people to sign up to classes. She'd hold some of them, teach people how to cook, how to sew, how to give first aid or basic medicine. Whatever skills she had, she'd offer up and, in turn, she encouraged people to teach what they knew. If they were going to be together, she figured, they may as well be well-fed, healthy and learning.

[Faith Augustin]

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Darius Baer

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I feel like a broken record, but I can't get past how much I like your writing. Darius is a really fully realized character that just jumps off the page with personality and his gritty realistic and down-to-earthness.

He's not a bad leader here either, and is able to lead Faith (who's equally famous for her lack of direction) to Hopetoun Hole where they can shelter. I think it was a good plan.

Good writing both!

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• Field Craft: Layers for cold weather.
• Endurance: In extremes, it's best not to push your limits.
• Psychology: Personally relevant situations are unlikely to be forgotten.
• Logistics: Identifying the space you need during any given situation.
• Tactics: Immediate problems require quick thinking solutions.
• Leadership: A leader has to focus on the immediate issue.
• Gardening: Roots can die if they become frozen.
• Tactics: Get people moving as quickly as possible for maximum efficiency.
• Leadership: A good leader reads the situation.

Faith Augustin

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The effort Faith puts into all her endeavors is really thorough and meticulous. And the way you describe her actions reads fluidly enough that it doesn't just read as a laundry list, but more as a cohesive narrative. Despite that, I had no trouble following what she was trying to do.

It was a good idea to have the people teach each other what they cuold, and spread hte knowledge that Faith imparted to them, whether of cooking, organizing, or medical aid. Darius was very lucky to have her around as the snow came down!

Good writing, both.

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• Points Bank: +10 - Participate in, and Complete, a City Event (Seasonal Events run by mods)
• Renown: 15
• XP: 15

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• Gardening: Ways to protect plants from extreme cold
• Psychology: People behave differently under extreme pressure
• Psychology: Smells can be a powerful reminder of home