Winterseed began with a rather gloomy atmosphere—not because another villager had been taken by the dark creature wreaking havoc across the village.
The gloom stemmed from the villagers quietly observing one another, checking on their neighbors to ensure they had made it through the night.
The past few events had shaken them so deeply that, at this moment, they needed to confirm their families' and neighbors' safety before proceeding with their day.
Dragun was outside early, having strolled around the village twice during the night to detect any threats. Vishirk did not accompany him, as he was busy meditating and preparing for the journey that would commence once Rowan returned with the soldiers.
He watched how the villagers went about their day, and it pained him.
He was no longer their Lord.
However, he had once been their Lord, so he naturally felt for his people.
