Part 2

Far away on the other side of Karand, the news of what transpired in Nightcrest was quick to arrive in Chillwatch. The normally jovial Rangers became serious and paranoid, and the reports of the moving snowstorm became a daily occurrence. So far it had not yet entered Elven Lands, staying exactly along the border, pausing only at places with an official border crossing. Soon enough, the summertime snow began to fall in Chillwatch, and the reaction was as expected.

As Syndra walked up the Queen’s Highway toward Chillwatch, her mood was much better than it was in Nightcrest. She had only been forced to kill a further 8 rangers since then, and never more than one at a time. Perhaps it had just been coincidence in Nightcrest? Her snowstorm had softened into lightly falling snow, and her breathe no longer turned to ice as it left her mouth. She was confused to see the entire contingent of Rangers awaiting her arrival outside of Chillwatch, though. She was even more surprised to see the Ranger Captain motion for them to stand down.

"I had to confirm it with my own eyes, to be sure. But it’s really you." The Ranger Captain said, solemn. "Princess Valmaris, true heir to Ammangoan, welcome home."

Syndra studied the looks on their faces. They all seemed so serious, but it was when she looked at their armbands, she saw a real surprise, her royal seal. A seal she thought destroyed and lost hundreds of years ago.