King Elk Forest I got this shit on lock

skippable!

having stood alongside célnes many times, germanicus felt she would perhaps notice how he moved closer to her as he approached the borders. a pale giant there, more imposing than any joiner who had come thus far.

a true heathen, an immediate threat in a different way than the internal politics of kingslend. and so he was not this time only attentive, but focused, the smoothbore targeting of his yellow eyes impassive, appraising, silent in guardianship over the king.