![]() Watercolour skies shift from a blanket of looming grey to the dusky pink of early evening, painting the snowfields around you in vivid colours. The next a stormfront is rolling in, wind blowing the falling snow so hard it moves horizontally. One minute it’s a crisp, clear day with piercing blue skies. The weather is constantly in turmoil, which can change the mood of the game-and your fortunes-in an instant.
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