Lynesse

To the Fjord - Part Two

Elodi hadn’t been wrong and neither had ZJ. The entire road up to Camp Winterhoof had been incredibly quiet and exceedingly boring. Increased activity of Vrykul my ass. She and I did see a Scout and for a moment we both wondered if we were going to see action but I think after a few moments of thought we all realized that was going to be a terrible idea and really we all just wanted to get somewhere comfortable to eat dinner.  I almost wished it had come to some sort of conflict so I could get off the wagon, move around, and warm my blood up. 

The land was beautiful, at least. Teeming with wildlife and the grasses growing a lush green after a winter under snowpack. Other shoveltusk ran around and bellowed rough calls at our two cow team. Hippogryphs whirled around overhead and dropped the occasional feather, something I’m told often goes for a fairly hefty price. I didn’t hop off to grab any, but if I see them while I’m on me-time I just might. 

A few cheers and hoots of excitement announced our arrival as we pulled into the little fort itself. What few people remained were starting to get desperate for the refresh in their supply stock and the wagon was a sight for sore eyes. We had all hands on deck to help us unload and we were done in less time than I’d anticipated – That’s what this whole trip had been so far: things going way better than I’d expected. If this was how this run normally were I’ve gotta say, I’m honestly jealous. 

One of the ale kegs was tapped and flagons were passed around as we all gathered around a large bonfire. Someone put a heavy weave blanket around my shoulders (something I am eternally grateful for) and handed me a large hunk of roasted meat. The compassion and overall kindness of those pulling duty in a land mostly forgotten isn’t something I’ll forget anytime soon. 

They even gave me a few things to help me out on my short camping trip from the supply deck. Here’s to Camp Winterhoof for being literally the best end to an actual job I’ve ever had.