C247 A Solitary Existence

The festive banquet slowly wound down, and Criros ushered his kin back to the shelter of their ice dwellings, occasionally having to personally guide a few inebriated brutes who had overindulged.

Hsu Mu sat in solitude at the rear of a hefty stone table, sipping his wine in a contemplative silence. Shi Lei, tasked with refilling his glass, had lost count of the rounds he had poured