The farm is a cold and silent place for the moment, but still there is a sense of tranquility here promising better days to come. The pantry is filled to the rim with grain, salted meat and several barrels of my own dark mead. More than enough to take me through the rest of the winter and some of my neighbours, if needed. Returning back home to Bancross, after months of hardship within the Dunland borders is a blessing. I have met my old friends again and even managed to get a few new ones as well.
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