Windswept echoes from the Eiglophian snowcapped peaks milled swiftly through the bloodsoaked fields of the recent battle, leaving behind a carnage of severed limbs and skewered heads. One death brought with it hundreds, with the inevitable silence that now lingers.
As the setting sun seared images of dancing fire onto the streaming clouds, Snowfire released a deep sigh. Memories of violence overflowed into the present, clasping itself onto the present carnage surrounding him. So familiar as the snowflakes surrounding his homeland, but this moment unique as an individual flake, no two ever the same. "Be my far off eyes and ears in these distant lands old friend, as you warned me long ago in both our childhoods. Once you saved my life, and for it we both now live with a kinship between us stronger than the force of an avalanche." Conan spoke those words as a young barbarian with the fierceness of a lion, but now he is a King. Is the passion for life and honor we once shared with us both still?
"I come in peace for news of war, for those who raise their swordarm in the name of the King will have my swift arrows united with your sword strokes to pierce the hearts of our shared enemy!" Snowfire's words resonated throughout the vast field, confidence crackled in the dry air, but no one else was left standing to hear.
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