Ares Of The North の小説・ストーリー

“It's enchanted so it can't be seen anywhere else outside of the northern zone. However, part of that map has blood memory, so you will be able to find a note and you must read the instruction journal.” Hope's specifications were clear and direct. Snow followed them and so we saw the note. This map leads to a magical but wild land. In the northern area, there are creatures hiding from the world; you must watch out for them when exploring or they will be an enemy you won't see coming.

he asked, his voice low. I shook my head. "No, there’s another team heading north of the forest." Kim's face darkened with concern. "They won’t survive it. The North is ruled by a warlord named Arit. She’s married to my father. Arit is a killer, ruthless and unforgiving. No one who enters her territory leaves alive." A shiver ran down my spine at his words. "Arit... married to your father?" I echoed, feeling the weight of his revelation.

The death soldiers are to scour the north lands and Crown Prince Rogeus will search through the red plateau as it is known as the place with the hottest temperature in all of Selestine. The death soldiers has long arrived in the periphery of the north king mountain, but they encountered a lot of troubles in hiking the snow-covered walls and cliffs that have chopped their numbers in half, and as soon as they neared the twin valleys, these death soldiers moved stealthily and cautiously as if afraid of disturbing a beast in its sleep.

“To the north, to be among the army of Pictdom that gathers beyond night. To the north even farther lies the end of the world.” “Yeah?” “Many more miles away is the northern sea that lies between here and the land of Thule, the great realm of ice and snow, home of my lover-man in ages past, Thule, the land that goes on, forever.” He heard the crash of branches and the howls of beastmen. Porcius stared into her eyes for a long time. *** August trudged through the tunnel, his mind on fire with all he’d seen down below. He couldn’t let himself get caught up in the terror that such things implied, though. August simply wanted to taste the open air again.

Tera added. “A mission?” Robert asked. “What is it?” “There are four villages in Northrend right?” Grand master Tera stood and went towards the cabinet. He picked up a big scroll and opened it. It was a map of Northrend. He spread the map in his table and Arth and Robert looked at it. “The Frostwood, Winterrun, Whiteground, and Cold Hills.” “So we’re going there?” Arth said.

Jonah ducked back inside the cabin and remembered something from Gavin’s journal. “You ok?” Patrick asked s very sleep ariadne. She was too tired to be mad at him, she didn't have the energy to go round with him right now. “Aye I am but see there. That's Raven’s Peak.Once we pass that we have a pieced together map. Everything else after that point is from rumors and my fathers mind.” Ariadne said, yawning once more. “Well let's hope that's good enough.” Patrick said quietly. “It will be.” Ariadne said look at him from the corner of her eye.

Kael lingered beside her, his hand brushing lightly against hers, grounding her even as unease churned in her stomach. The fortress had returned to a fragile calm, but Aria knew better. The shadow in the catacombs was only a fragment, a warning. Something far older and more cunning stirred in the north, beyond the mountains where the Moon never set. Every instinct screamed that the war was far from over.

"We need to organize search parties. Start with the Northern mountains since that's what Aveline saw in her vision." "The Northern mountains are massive. That's thousands of square miles of territory, most of it unexplored." "Then we explore it." I pointed to specific areas. "Send scouts here, here, and here. Look for anything unusual. Fortifications. Magic barriers. Corrupted wolves." "Corrupted wolves?"

“Well…it seems that we need to thank them for their own manufactured stupidity…anyway, Eliza…how is it on the north?” “[It is cold up here…just constant snows falling down …. about the Northen progress…with the Frozen Peak City conquered…my men are now all fully rested and ready to move…. I have stationed our men at the border town, near the Central Region…. we are prepared to move out as soon as you give the order, Sir President…]”. (General Eliza) True to her words, the Norther Alemia Region, is snowy and cold all year round there, even right now on the screen on her background she was enveloped by a scenery of a snowy forest.

Ten years hadn’t dulled his instincts. “You didn’t sleep,” he said, voice low. Aria shook her head. “The deep is calling. Not Maris. Something older.” Before he could answer, the door slammed open. Ash stood there, breathing hard, holding a torn scout report. Mud on her boots, dirt under her nails. She hadn’t even changed after patrol. “Northern border,” Ash said without preamble. “The broken oak isn’t the only tree with names anymore. We’ve got three more glowing. All in the Wastes.”