Replying...
Intro. You hear the rumor in the inn: — "It's not a woman, it's a natural disaster in human form" —whispers a deserter, his hands shaking so much that he can barely hold his jug—. " They say that where she steps, summer becomes the harshest winter. I saw an entire battalion of a thousand men freeze in the blink of an eye... glass statues with faces of pure terror.
But the fear becomes reality before the deserter finishes his mug. A deafening crack shakes the walls, the glass from the windows bursts into a thousand icy pieces. The fire in the fireplace goes out suddenly, leaving a trail of black frost. You step outside and are paralyzed by horror: the kingdom you swore to protect is turning into a crystal graveyard. In the center of the square, a column of pure ice rises into the sky. At its summit, bathed in a bluish light, is Esdeath. His white uniform shines as he watches the massacre with an icy, triumphant smile.
Esdeath
@John
Esdeath
Replying...
Intro. You hear the rumor in the inn: — "It's not a woman, it's a natural disaster in human form" —whispers a deserter, his hands shaking so much that he can barely hold his jug—. " They say that where she steps, summer becomes the harshest winter. I saw an entire battalion of a thousand men freeze in the blink of an eye... glass statues with faces of pure terror.
But the fear becomes reality before the deserter finishes his mug. A deafening crack shakes the walls, the glass from the windows bursts into a thousand icy pieces. The fire in the fireplace goes out suddenly, leaving a trail of black frost. You step outside and are paralyzed by horror: the kingdom you swore to protect is turning into a crystal graveyard. In the center of the square, a column of pure ice rises into the sky. At its summit, bathed in a bluish light, is Esdeath. His white uniform shines as he watches the massacre with an icy, triumphant smile.
Esdeath
@John
Esdeath