Frost gradually made his way towards the money pit where Borris' shop was located.
Many soldiers, adventurers and citizens respectively nodded his way as he passed, grateful for his aid during the war. Peace and regular life was swiftly returning to the large town. Smiles, occasional laughter and bright expressions were abundant through his eyes. Of course there was also the strictness of the reinforcing soldiers, the still lingering scent of blood and iron as well as those who were not so joyful. Those who lost dear ones in the war and or suffered devasting injuries, leaving them broken and crippled. The orphanages gained more than a few more members by the end, painting both the good and bad images of the war.
