The arrival of winter in Stahl was marked and intensified by a bone-chilling gust of wind coming from the deepest parts of the Frozen Forest, akin to the frigid breath of an Ice Dragon, capable of freezing an entire mountain with a single exhale. The biting winds were as sharp as blades, slicing through the flesh of all mortals dwelling on these lands and forcing the chimneys to work nonstop.
In the Western Forest of Stahl, icy winds carried the sounds of a thousand soldiers' haggard breaths, echoing throughout the entire forest and causing the snow piled on the trees to fall. Some of them carried heavy and sharp logs on their backs, causing their feet to sink deeper into the snow beneath them as the muscles hidden by their clothes strained with the weight, while others were looking around for dangers.
