Time subtly flitted by, and before they knew it, June had arrived.
The brief spring of the North Territory was nearly over, with summer's breath rapidly approaching.
But before summer arrived, Winterfell City first welcomed the Dwarf Legion.
The Menam family and the Dawson family had pooled their forces together, totaling a formidable force of 150,000, now stationed below Winterfell City.
The army arrived in an orderly fashion, banners waving high, swords and spears gleaming. The soldiers' morale was high and at first glance, it was undeniably a strong force.
The elite of the Dwarf clan had essentially assembled here.
The moment the army arrived, they tightened the siege around Winterfell City, began setting up their camps, evidently prepared for a long-term siege.
Inside the temporary headquarters of the Dwarf Legion, the atmosphere was quiet and solemn, with Marquis Menam offering a devout prayer.
