The air cools down here before anywhere else, and evening falls early, so there's not much runway for indecision. Apple orchards, pine forests, roads curling toward the highlands — the scenery's already sorted, the plan is on you. A walk, a quick bite in the bazaar, or the road up to the highlands? No point turning that over slowly in the cold air. The dice thinks faster than you do — roll it, grab a jacket, and go.