As Yorik watched over the snow plains in case of intrusion from foregin countries, he remember the conversation he had overheard from the generals room.
The commander had told the general how he was going to send out his best man to keep a lookout on the area, someone who withstood the cold winds with ease. The general wasn't pleased, he wanted to send out a squadron of men to guard the area. Nedless to say, that many soldiers in one spot would make others curious.
Now he was watching the plains and wondering: When will the food drop get here?