Chương 55: Unholy Transmutation - Part 15

There was a saying in Rodakrov about proper, warm clothes. It would be spoken to ambassadors or emissaries of foreign lands, southern travelers, Sanctorum vicars – anyone who wasn't dressed for the Mad Land weather, really.

'Put on your Krovic skin.'

Vitale thought it was a quaint little idiom when he first ventured this far north – a simplified metaphor of sorts. Of course, back then he also highly underestimated how advanced and adapted the Krovs really were.

It was not a metaphor at all, because the proverb did not refer to the clothing alone. One had to don a particular mindset to survive long bouts of time in the never-ending winter. One had to transform oneself into a Krov. Enter into their skin and become one.