Emberflame Ridge There was a time when I was alone.

While his sister wandered to the southern peaks he stayed closer to the north. Cenric was hesitant to stray too far from the taiga. His worry wasn’t for the whitebark wolves (if they were smart they would’ve fled long ago), but for his younger brother. Célnes assured him Friede wasn’t lying when she said his sibling was with her, but he still had his doubts. He could still be down there, but Cenric had to stay hopeful. The High Elk would protect him.

The Déorwine made his way to the edge of the mountain. He wished to look out upon the land, much like the boy he eventually came across. Unblessed creature is the title bestowed upon him.Despite his unease, he moves closer. 

Hello.