Quinlan stepped out of the [Warp Gate] onto a snow-covered rise above the river country of Silverwind, and paused in the cold night, taking stock of a view he already knew.
He had been here before as an enemy.
When he was farming human settlements for XP and souls, he had gone through the duchy's countryside estate by estate. Silverwind's nobility had answered with barriers, quick-deployment veils bought on short notice and thrown over every hold that could afford one.
The kingdom's defenses being erected against him like that was what prompted him to join Elvardia's invasion to begin with. Knowing it'd take too long to destroy those barriers himself, he used the Elvardian war machine instead of brute-forcing things.
Those days were behind him. The barriers had stopped being an obstacle because he grew powerful enough to destroy them on his own.
