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When they had got closer to the mountain range and found a comfortable rock path that snaked upwards, the resident wind spirits in their games with the snow, had unknowingly cleared the path for the two travellers. Therefore their climb was rather easy on the feet, if not for the occasional strong gusts of wind at some turns. 

"Stars? I recognize two or three constellations, I know some tales of famous heroes or good people becoming constellations and one tale, where a proud wolf was dragged to the moon," Wraen said. "But astronomy is not my forte - my brother, Terance, inheritted all the skill. Want to become one? A specialist in stars? An oracle, perhaps?"