It wasn't bad, not after setting up camp. He definitely didn't want to, but he had remembered they were staying for about a week, so he just let them set up while he re-organized his supplies, which got messed up from a quick getaway of an incredibly mad Cryo Lawachurl, which followed them for what felt like decades. Now, sitting in a decently sized cave, torches everywhere, along with a fire in the middle, sleeping areas for everyone, and a food storage area, everyone seemed good to go. Of course, he had to make a shelf for the extra supplies, but it's not bad. Paimon had said it was cold, and she definitely looked frozen, and Aether wasn't faring as well, but he didn't notice a thing, didn't even need to drink a warmth potiin. His vision came quite in handy, even in non-battle circumstances. In fact, he was even sitting outside the cave, keeping the night watch as the others slept. Normally he didn't read books, but Aether had offered it to him for when he got bored or nothing was really happening and had nothing better to do, so here he was, reading a book, in the shelter of an overhang so snow wasn't falling, but still having the very odd snowflake appear near the book. It wasn't even interesting, it was just a book about some rules and adventures people have had, hardly worth actually paying a glance at. He sighed, putting the book down, and stared off into the dark, clouded sky, dancing with snowflakes. My, this would be a very long night.
The wind was blowing stronger than before. He was constantly buffeted by the wind, receiving so much snow to the face he couldn't even open his eyes, and it seemed from the sound of yelling and groaning, that the others had become victim to the storm inside the cave as well.
"WHY IS IT SO STRONG?" Paimon cried out, hanging on to Aethers shoulder for dear life.
"WAS THERE NOTHING ABOUT THE STORMS REPORTED?" He called back, his voice letting loose an extreme voice crack, from the sudden sharp slash of crisp, violent frozen air consistantly racing through his lungs. This resulted in a sudden burst of coughing, which made Aether rush over to help him inside the cave, where it was a little warmer. After about a minute or so, he stopped, taking in as many breathes as he could without restarting the fit again.
"Paimon checked with Katherin, and there was no reports of the weather leading to this violent snowstorm!" She said, rubbing her arms and shivering slightly.
"Must've been one of Dragonspines famous random weather changes," He replied, looking outside the cave and narrowing his eyes.
"I guess, if we want to do anything, we need to first wait this out," Aether said, looking disappointed. "Man, and I was looking forward to exploring some Dragonspine dungeons," he said to himself, walking over to the supplies to grab some warmth potions. He watched Aether for a few, before he adjusted his gloves and lied down in his makeshift bedding, sighing. The storm will probably cease in the morning, he thought, slipping into an uneasy sleep.