Northern Glaciers, Ísqala Military Camp
The military camp had been established in the forest between the northern river and the fortress under construction, serving to protect both the castle and the surrounding area. At present, even Ísqala's beastly laborers possessed enough strength to defend themselves. Yet, the only faction reckless enough to enter a dragon's territory just to slaughter them resided to the north. Therefore, all fully trained soldiers were assigned to a patrol system centered around the military camp.
Zrinklatch rose from his hard wooden bed, stretching his pristine white scales with pride. From the armor rack beside his bed, he began to don his leather armor reinforced with steel joints. His movements were quicker and more disciplined than they had ever been just a few months ago. The transformation he had undergone in that short time was so dramatic that, on occasion, it felt like he was living in a dream.
