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Tagging: @Ivar 
Dated: 11/11/2020 

Holy FUCK, it's cold. Nyra thought with mild bitterness. She had left the Strath maybe an hour ago...she didn't really know. But patrolling the areas outside the Saints' main claim was a duty she felt she needed to pursue, especially for the potential to find new recruits, to grow their numbers-- especially when Winter was setting in so soon. The Saints had a lot to gain from adding more bodies to their ranks, even more so through the snowy months. 

Stopping abruptly, Nyra perked her ears and held stone-still...

She wasn't alone out here.