Duskfire Glacier mark how the tempest roars

It was with a heavy heart and the feeling of bitter bile in his throat, that Ensio made his way to the outer reaches of the Glacier's territory. He was an observant young boy. The death of his father was not lost on him. In fact, it had hit him hard. But equally devastating, if not more so, was the death of his mother. He felt hollow. He and Arius were orphans. At least Veteran still had his own mother.

Silently, he padded up to his brother. He wondered if he knew about their mother too. Stains of long dried tears marked his face. He showed little emotion. He honestly didn't know how to feel, feeling so lost. Sitting down beside his sibling, he exhaled loudly. Then in a quiet voice. "I don't know what to do. Not anymore." Icy teal eyes stole a glance towards Arius' pale form. "Except...that we need to stick together."