Cold. Freezing. Windy.
The mountains were just that. We were climbing a pristine white mountain slope, with trees blanketing the area, while snow fell gently onto the ground. My ship hovered to a close height above the ground and dropped me off. Paledon followed suit. When my feet landed on the ground, I could immediately feel the snow beneath me, along with the cool wind blowing against my body; and for a brief moment, I looked like a lost Thrall as I stood in the wilderness for the first time in ages—drinking in the sights, the smells, and everything that came with being outside.
After my bearings were together, I glanced at Paledon and nodded. Bringing out my weapon of choice, the Boomer, we ascended up the snowy mountain, and my ghost had picked up a transmission from Lord Saladin. “Hold up, I’m getting a signal from our Iron Friend: ‘A group of Fallen has captured Felwinter Peak. My team and I are en route, but we won 't get there in time. I need you to secure the observatory at the top. It is imperative that the Fallen do not establish a foothold there. Saladin out.’”
“So we have to basically kill any Fallen that get in our way?”
“Pretty much,” my ghost said. “Let’s get move on you two.”
For the next little while, nothing eventually happened. We hadn’t crossed paths with any Fallen, which was odd given how we wer lead to believe they were all over this place. We must’ve been out here for 30 minutes, but not a single thing had attacked nor was there any indiction
The mountains were just that. We were climbing a pristine white mountain slope, with trees blanketing the area, while snow fell gently onto the ground. My ship hovered to a close height above the ground and dropped me off. Paledon followed suit. When my feet landed on the ground, I could immediately feel the snow beneath me, along with the cool wind blowing against my body; and for a brief moment, I looked like a lost Thrall as I stood in the wilderness for the first time in ages—drinking in the sights, the smells, and everything that came with being outside.
After my bearings were together, I glanced at Paledon and nodded. Bringing out my weapon of choice, the Boomer, we ascended up the snowy mountain, and my ghost had picked up a transmission from Lord Saladin. “Hold up, I’m getting a signal from our Iron Friend: ‘A group of Fallen has captured Felwinter Peak. My team and I are en route, but we won 't get there in time. I need you to secure the observatory at the top. It is imperative that the Fallen do not establish a foothold there. Saladin out.’”
“So we have to basically kill any Fallen that get in our way?”
“Pretty much,” my ghost said. “Let’s get move on you two.”
For the next little while, nothing eventually happened. We hadn’t crossed paths with any Fallen, which was odd given how we wer lead to believe they were all over this place. We must’ve been out here for 30 minutes, but not a single thing had attacked nor was there any indiction