Move On

Erik looked to the scantily clad women, the one who had raised the draugr. She looked insane and was covered in.....
"Come along tall one, help me up."
Kespin was busy scrambling up the snow, though was somehow unable to get any purchase. Erik heaved himself up, bracing against the wall of the dome to stop his vision from spinning.
"Hold on, I will lift you before you break a bone."
This brought maniacal laughter from the withered man as he was lifted above the snow, moving away to allow Erik to climb above.
Looking around, he was saddened by the flattened trees, miles of once beautiful nature lost.
After repaying his debt to these people, he would be able to leave and preserve these places of natural beauty.
Dyvia shielded her eyes from the glare on the snow, looking at the devestation wrought.
"Have to hand it to you big guy, you know how to bring down the house... Literally. So, I would have to assume you're the one we need?"
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