Sometimes, winter and war are the same.
Don’t you think so, Isghard?
You just try not to die alone and forgotten...
And just a little warmth can save you.
I just miss home now. But first... I have a job to do, endless as it seems. So be it, then. Even if I have to cut my way through the sky.
Sooo.... I’m screaming a lot about Endwalker. I love this expansion beyond all reason, and I’m only in the level 83 quests. But yeah, the cold waste that is Garlemald fills me with sadness, and WOL!Nissa is torn about well... Everything. So have a couple of screens with the glam that I put together for her: The coat might save her from frostbite, but nothing can cover the emotional damage.