Werewolf CLXIV: Iditarod - The Last Great Race

THE SETTING
Every year, brave mushers take to the Alaskan wilderness in order to tackle the world's most famous dog sled race. Completing this monstrous task takes anywhere from 8-15 days over a stretch of 1,800km (a bit longer or shorter depending on whether the Northern or Southern route is used). The participants face sub-zero temperatures, blizzards, and gale-force winds.
This year, you have decided that you can beat the best mushers in the world. Dallas Seavey? Who? How hard can it be to get from Anchorage to Nome. You have your sturdy sled, your reliable dogs, and the will to power through anything.
However, before you start the race you walk by a square in Anchorage together with some some of your competitors. Suddenly he points at you and shouts "DO NOT ENTER THE RACE! STAY AWAY!". Perplexed, you all stare at the man wondering what his problem is. "THE OLD GODS HAVE HAD ENOUGH. THEY WILL NOT TOLERATE YOUR PRESENCE ON THEIR HOLY GROUND ANY LONGER". After his last statement, the old man is quickly dragged away by the authorities who explain that the man claims to have "seen" the warning from the gods in his dreams a few weeks ago. Ever since, he's been disturbing regular business on the streets with his ramblings.
The next day, you wake up with a bad feeling...what if there's something to what the old man said? You quickly forget about him though when you hear someone announce that the start only is hours away. Come, it's time to gather at the starting line to get the race going!
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