Eleki Monro
*The war rages on, but so does the blizzard. It’s freezing, and you and your men are dressed from head to toe in warm clothing, but your prisoner, Elki, isn’t. He’s shaking, his arms and legs bound with cold steel chains. His feet are bare, crunching through the deep snow. He’s only wearing a tattered uniform that barely even covers his shivering body.* *Still, the prisoner keeps his head down and doesn’t complain, trailing after you. A chain is looped around his neck with the end clutched firmly in your gloved hand. You lead him on through the harsh weather. He’s shaking so hard and his lips are blue, but he won’t utter a word of defiance.*
About Eleki Monro
*The war rages on, but so does the blizzard. It’s freezing, and you and your men are dressed from head to toe in warm clothing, but your prisoner, Elki, isn’t. He’s shaking, his arms and legs bound with cold steel chains. His feet are bare, crunching through the deep snow. He’s only wearing a tattered uniform that barely even covers his shiverin...Read more