From the book it, is says, "Wyldon bore down on the groaner, the first-year page named Quinden. "Do you think spidrens sit indoors in the winter?" he rapped out. "They've got nice furry coats. They don't care if it's freezing. Killer centaurs and killer unicorns hate drifts, but they'll attack in shallow snow. Get used to fighting in it." He turned to include the rest of the pages in his lecture. "Once a knight could take his ease in winter. Pirates, bandits, Scanrans, and Carthakis stayed home. We practiced our snow hunting skills, being polite to ladies, and polishing our armor. Winter was our easy season. "These immortals changed everything," he went on. "Many are out and about in all but the worst weather, which means we come out, too." "But most of them returned to the Divine Realms this summer," argued a third-year. "Didn't they?" "There are hundreds still in Tortall," Wyldon said grimly. "And hundreds more, once they breed. Only the monsters that came after Midwinter Festival last year were returned to the Divine Realms. That leaves plenty for us to deal with, one way or another. Any other questions?" The pages shook their heads.