Duskfire Glacier What we aint got

The rain seemed a perfect backdrop for the mournful howl that cut through the glacier.  Asphodel, having little else to occupy her time, made her way to the border to see who was knocking. Perhaps alpha man with the big name would be there. Perhaps she would find another fool at the borders... or something more interesting.
But what she found was just some man, looking travel-worn and sad. Hello, Asphodel greeted, looking him up and down. Handsome. Probably as stupid as alpha man. Can I help you? Likely he was looking for alphas, but it was polite to offer, at least.