The Snowfall Month (December) is nearing.
Xiawei Territory, at dusk, the deep red sunset pierces through the thin evening clouds, casting twilight hues upon the city.
If Ian were not in South Ridge but in the Imperial Capital or some other place, he could see the snow drifting, and silver-white ice crystals covering the land.
Even in South Ridge, the weather has cooled down, and a thin layer of frost blankets the ground of the square.
Ian stands at the top of the newly repaired Lord's Mansion, seated on the shoulder of the Cyclops Giant, overlooking his domain.
The brand-new Lord's Castle has a metallic quality throughout; it is a fortress cast from Qing Steel Stone, essentially no different than a steel fortress, and it looks imposingly dignified.
