Dragoncrest Cliffs taped up heart

An uncomfortable pain had settled in the pit of his stomach. It was not due to any physical injury but the loss of his friends by his side. Gavriel, Chessur, even Rebekka had gone and despite the frustration he felt towards them for leaving he could not remain angry at them for long. To do so would simply be childish and Tanja would not waste what little energy he had left on those who had left him behind. He needed to save up every ounce of life inside of him for those that dare to cross the borders or even for a hunt. 

But winter was taking it's toll on his tattered limbs and Tanja could feel himself growing weaker with each growing hour. A sickness had found it's way into his aging body but due to his foolish stubbornness, the man refused to rest. With the disappearance of those he knew and trusted Tanja felt as if a burden had been placed among his shoulders, a burden only he could carry. So despite the illness that was slowly weaving it's way threw him and sought to bring him to his knees, Tanja continued to press forward along the borders with determination clear upon his face. Whether this was foolish or honorable he did not know, but he was far too thick headed to truly care anyway.