Just as Teodryll said to Anfroy, the army made its way to the borders of the northern realm. The sun was no more and the sky was full of thick gray clouds, surrounded by mountains whose peaks were covered with clouds of storm and nothing else on the horizon. The land was white and the snow crunched as the soldiers marched forwards, some were shivering and some were fine. Teodryll`s soldiers were fine, as Anfroy predicted they have crossed the borders countless times and are in fact used to live into this kind of condition. His soldiers were shivering and had their arms crossed covering their body with every single piece of clothing they could find, the hypothermia was catching up with them.
The worst came when a storm was upon them, it was blowing so hard as it was pushing them
