*King Dorian* With the end of winter came the mess that the melting snow brought out as well as the struggle to receive supplies thanks to the shifting roads. Everything was getting coated in mud, and the air still held a chill that forced my men to drape themselves in heavy cloaks while their boots sank into the soft earth. Wheels of supply carriages were braking, this would sometimes cause the supplies being transported to tip over and get covered or even lost in the mud. Thankfully, food and medicinal supplies were highly protected and managed to arrive to my Knights clean… or at least cleaner than anything else. The fighting itself was staggered as I moved down the massive line of the border to my land. It would last for a couple days or even over a week at a time before it would sl

