War Camp, Glacia, Autumn,
Between what Dinah and Momoko had found and the fact that winter was very, very close now, it was time to take serious action. There had been skirmishes up and down Glacia ever since they had fled the capitol, but nothing definitive. Karla still held the north, Hobart the south. And with winter practically breathing down their necks, things were only going to get harder.
That morning's light dusting had melted by the time lunch had ended, but it was still pretty cold out, so Karla called for a conference in the large tent she and Warren shared. It was split; a small sleeping and private are in the back, with plenty of room in the front for a table, multiple braziers, and a mountain of maps. Mulled wine was available for people to drink and warm snacks to eat while they were planning.
Wearily, Karla pushed her hair back from her eyes. Maybe if she concentrated harder, she could make the map show her what she wanted to see.
[For them in Glacia that want to show up]
That morning's light dusting had melted by the time lunch had ended, but it was still pretty cold out, so Karla called for a conference in the large tent she and Warren shared. It was split; a small sleeping and private are in the back, with plenty of room in the front for a table, multiple braziers, and a mountain of maps. Mulled wine was available for people to drink and warm snacks to eat while they were planning.
Wearily, Karla pushed her hair back from her eyes. Maybe if she concentrated harder, she could make the map show her what she wanted to see.
[For them in Glacia that want to show up]