No, being snowed in hasn't driven me completely insane - yet. I'm just talking about a strange person who the multiverse threw at me today.

Another prince, who claimed to have only been beaten in sword fighting by a rat. A non-magical giant rat that can wield a sword, I'm not seeing it. And frankly I hope I never wander into his world. Rats remind me of very, very disgusting stew...and Wildren.

Having said that though, having strangers just wander into the castle certainly beats staring out the window.

I may have to build more snowmen...the entire complement of Camelot's Knights should take me long enough. And maybe I can get Guinevere to help, I think we're safer in the freezing cold.