Duskfire Glacier and the boy becomes a man

faust presses his nose to kaelith's forehead, and for a moment he is a little boy again, buckling beneath the weight of his own emotions. he sighs, heavy, and fixes his older brother with a confident stare.

"i will earn my place among you, even if it means you may someday command me to fight." his expression is stern, a promise to do as he is told. for he has never been a warrior, not like his brothers, but loyalty runs fierce in his blood. faust knows it.

the boy follows devotedly, a spring in his step. wanderer he may be, but darukaal already feels like home.