*Amaya*

It took about three days for us to get to Whiteburn Mountain. King Orion of Sunfall Coast arrived before we did and established the meeting site at an old abandoned manor that was nestled in the foothills.

Wren, ever the paranoid, set up our camp about a mile north of the manor. We were deep in the woods, guarded by the thick canopy of evergreens. It was nice to be away from the snow. I’d almost forgotten that the snow had melted by this ...