Healing the Northern Legion

The transformation of Frostfang Gorge from a slaughterhouse into a sanctuary of healing was a miracle that would be sung by northern bards for generations. Where catapult flames had burned with toxic silver smoke, clean campfires of dry birch and mountain cedar were now lit along the valley floor. The captured royal supply wagons had been unsealed, their stores of salt, dried beef, and clean mead distributed equally among the…