[color=blue]This story starts in Midwinter after the return of the magi from the other plots to the covenant. I will presume their survival
The Winter is particularly cold , there is a foot of snow settled over the ground and the Tree's are shrouded in ice . Few leave the covenant's buildings except to gather wood and most have been avoiding that for the last few days as a series of Blizzards blow through the area making conditions worse. The weather is bad even by the standards of the local winters.
Over the last few days there have been sightings of wolves around the edge of the covenant and their howls have been heard closer than they normally dare to come.
It is the afternoon , the Blizzard from the morning has blown itself out and woodcutters have been out gathering in wood during this lull.
Other magi may notice a sudden rush of movement through the halls of the covenant but no one knocks on their door
Krispin is disturbed by a hammerring on his door , as seperatly is Justus