[Ice Festival Grounds]
The icy air brings a clean and refreshing - yet oddly sterile - fragrance to the
air, the snow crunching heartily beneath every footstep. The trees seem inviting
here, their drooping snow-laden branches bowed in reverence at those who pass
by. You also see a LARGE sign
and a long snowy path which runs between
the trees and leads up a hillside.
Obvious paths: north, west.