As Kat watched the dagger's trembling stop, the vines on it started to unwind. Once they had uncoiled from the dagger, they launched themselves into the ground effortlessly cracking the ice. A moment later vines surged up from the ground forming a compact dome around where the dagger had just been
"You could have warned me" said Grace
"Well, I didn't exactly know what it would do. But hey look we have shelter now" said Kat leading the grumbling elf to the opening in the front.
Inside, it was even more apparent the dome was made of vines. The dagger sat in the centre, surrounded by the thickest of the lot that arched up and served as a central pole for the dome to sit on. The walls were made of triple layered vines to protect from the elements somewhat but the clear lack of a door allowed the cold to drift in.
