After Raphael fucked Yeltuna, the frozen bandits officially accepted him as their new leader.
Yeltuna would still lead things within the tribe, but ultimately, they answered to the dragon king.
They decided to leave the Silver Peak mountains that night and make their way towards Snowdon City. Raphael promised them better housing, and would soon give them a space in his army, meaning they could quit their lives of banditry.
No one had complaints, and if they did, they did not voice them.
The body of Olka, the old frozen tribe leader was left to rot in his house. Nobody seemed to mourn him.
During their journey back to Snowdon City, Raphael walked ahead with Yeltuna, whilst the others lingered behind, chatting and laughing. The prospect of a new life seemed to fill them with joy.
"Do any of your men have Birthrights?" Raphael asked Yeltuna, as the Snowdon walls came into view.
The woman nodded her head. "Yes. A number of them do. Though most tend to rely on their weapons."
