The northern side of Red Iron Island encampment is a fort built block by block from masoned stone. The twelve meter high walls are spartan and cold even in the middle of the day. It is cold to the touch the turquoise stone is seamless to the eye but as she runs her hands on it she can feel the cracks she cant see. The chill is inviting to her, Tyr was right north is made for the beings who enjoy cold. Not because the temperature is cold but rather the plants absorb heat to the point they cool the environment. Her army behind her quickly absorbing the lessons she is imparting commanding is really fun. This is the great thing about new people absorbing the basics is easy refining it is a whole another thing. Now she will sharpen them on this encampment. Lifting up her arm a player lifts their crossbow!