A pile of weathered books, filled largely with studies on seeking water and digging wells. On top rests a smal…
A pile of weathered books, filled largely with studies on seeking water and digging wells. On top rests a small volume, inscribed with poems dedicated to water.
After a long wait, the General carefully descended into the well. He found Elder He lost to the world, poring over the yellowed pages.
Then, the elder's gaze fell upon the map in the General's hands. The candlelight seemed to wash away their titles, leaving only two men bound by a single purpose.
By the time Elder He awakened, the General's company had already departed, leaving only the map behind.
The General has his wall to guard, and Horsehelm Village has its own. Neither has ever abandoned their post.