Let's go with these changes

Excellent. Now, we continue with the story.

You spend another fortnight riding through the North. You manage to adjust to the change in climate fairly quickly. The feeling of loneliness, however, takes a little longer to adapt to.

Despite being the largest of the Seven Kingdoms, you note that the North is surprisingly empty. It may seem that way simply because most of the men are off at war, but even then, the vastness is remarkable. You manage to go whole days without seeing another human being. Most of the ones you DO see are just isolated farmers or small towns. Your interaction with the locals is kept to a minimum.

"I thought I would have no trouble finding work here," you mutter to yourself at one point, "I just hope I'll actually FIND someone who can employ me somehow."

After journeying through the frigid expanse of the North for two weeks, you finally arrive in the Wolfswood. However, by this point in time, you find yourself sneezing quite a bit, and it seems even chillier than usual. You wonder if you might be catching a cold.

If so, you are not really surprised. In hindsight, it may have been ideal to dress more warmly and bring along some gear better-suited for surviving in the North. But that cannot be helped now; you are already here, and you can only make do with what you have.

In spite of your cold, you continue to press on. By the time the Sun has gone down, you reach Ironrath. You knock against the heavy gate, and you wait for someone to answer.

As you do, you find yourself becoming more than a little lightheaded. Your illness seems to be getting worse. You find it increasingly difficult to retain your composure, and you are struggling just to remain atop Aerion.

Are you able to hold on until someone comes to see you?

1. Remain conscious

2. Pass out