Duskfire Glacier we're timeless

He would find her at the fringes of Bosk Iana, where the pines gave way to rolling meadows and the warriors trained with tooth and claw. The noise of their spars ricocheted throughout the glacier like clashing swords, and it seemed no matter how deep into the woods she scurried, their echoes still would reach her.

And so Satori had resigned to watch. 

This was not her war and yet it was. Her concern extended to that of Blackfell's wife - Gjalla, was that her name? But in her fear and trepidation for conflict, she saw only the follies of foolish, battle-hungry men and women, and thought it her own fault she'd been swept up in such things. Again.

Satori sighed and turned finally to where the Baskaan stood. "What do you want, Faust?"