A Cold Reception, Yearfall, 506 D.A. ملاحظة قصصية · الجزء 2 من 5

After a long and arduous journey, we've finally arrived at Rookmore.

I'd hoped for a field hospital here, but instead, the only thing I found was tired faces, twisted by suspicion... I cannot blame them. The Kingdom of Meldore has many reasons to distrust Rimgard refugees, but the war affects us all, no matter the "side" we're on.

They won't hesitate for long. Everyone bleeds the same, whether it's at the bottom of a muddy trench or on a makeshift cot. I'll take matters into my own hands, as I did at the front, and set up camp in Woodgard. Once I can start treatment, they'll open up to me... and they'll stop seeing me as some northern stranger, let alone enemy.

There's one thing that makes me feel at home: The cold air, the gray skies... Yearfall here is not too different from a day in the Summits, though I miss the snow.

- Helên