Nova Peak [nd] while you damn the dead i'm trying to survive

she appears!

A woman, no taller than she, had particularly drawn her attention. She bore no resemblance to anything Aspa had seen wandering the northern lands. Here, there were colossal warriors, wild women, but strange little creatures like her… there were few, indeed. Aspa had certainly met Satori of Darukaal, and many other women must be jealously guarded in the glacier, but it seemed that their connection with Winsook did not grant them access to this ceremony.
Intrigued, her head bowed and burdened by the bundle she carried, Aspa had made her way toward the foreigner.

I’ve heard the sky doesn’t shine the same in the south, the soothsayer teased. Some gods show less. Others, particularly, had no need to prove their presence with such feats. Aspa interpreted nothing but death and chaos. To rejoice in a full moon, in the sun rising, in the glimmers dancing along the mountains—none of this reached her.

Is your clan looking for norsemen as allies? she asked, amusement in her voice. She knew too little of the politics of Teekon. Thus far, she had witnessed only the frictions stirring the north. Aspa knew nothing beyond the Taiga except her native land, and nothing more.