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Chapter I
The Freljord had always been merciless with its winters; its thorn clans, brought tribes to the brink of extinction, ravaged villages in chilling tempest and yet young Sejuani embraced all the hardships and used them to harden her will. One of the many daughters to the Winters Claw, Sejuani was one of ten siblings within her disheveled family. Her stomach growled as her sister Bethari began whining.
"We haven't eaten anything for days now...I think I won't make it past this winter..."
The statement would have been dramatic if it wasn't for the scorching truth her sister's words bore. She was but flesh and bones and every place where there should have been a curve was shriveled to an edge. The ragged dried skin of her siblings were married to their bones and their pale composure frightened Sejuani reminding her she must have looked exactly the same.
"Pathetic" she spat and she stood up with some difficulty.
"We are the proud warriors of the Winter's Claw, we will not submit to death without a fight"
Her younger brother Raditya sighed, Sejuani had always been a strong believer in their clan's strength and aggressively heroic banters but none of that would save them of the starvation they were captive to.
"If we can't get anything to eat more of us will die Sejuani. Can't you understand that…"
His eyes dropped to the floor as he carefully looked back at their remaining siblings, trembling he whispered "Cahaya and Utari died... "
"There's nothing we can do. We couldn't save them and we can't save ourselves."
Infuriated Sejuani stormed towards the door as she yelled
"OUR BROTHERS DEATHS WERE NOT IN VAIN!"
Tears had made their way at the rim of Sejuani eyes as she rubbed her sleeves violently against them. She will not be seen crying. Crying is a weakness. Weakness cannot be tolerated, not when you're a child of the Winter's Claw. She kept pacing towards the forest, absent mindedly until she realised she could not recognize her surroundings.
'Damn it!' She muttered under her breath as she tried to make sense of her location.
For hours she sat cursing in regret, hoping the cold would subdue eventually and that someone might come looking for her. Until she heard heavy thuds heading towards her direction. It appeared to be a merchant caravan, one of those who would smuggle in weapons and information to the Winters Claw from the Avarosia, the heart and capitol of the Freljord. She stood in front of the caravan as it kept on speeding towards her. The merchant halted suddenly as he realized that Sejuani was not moving any time soon.
"What's wrong missy? Frostbitten and ye can't move anymore?'
He chuckled and unsaddled his boar.
"If you are heading to the Winter's Claw, I demand of you to take me with you"
Sejuani said sternly as he eyed her in disgustingly intrusive manner.
"If a beautiful girl like you has a demand then it's only right for me to serve..." scratching his neck while eyeing her uneasily.
"But, I'm on my way to Avarosia, I will be returning to the winter's Claw by night fall...you'll have tag along the whole trip if ye want back to the winter's claw."
The thought of having to accompany the merchant for so long made Sejuani uneasy but it was her only option to find her way back home right now.
The trip to Avarosia was long and astonishingly uneventful. She had agreed to meet the merchant back at the caravan by dusk and decided she would explore this nuisance of a city her clan despised so much. Everyone looked so frail, all those fragile refined faces bathed the city in what she perceived as sheer weakness. If anything she could probably slaughter a dozen of fully grown Avarosan soldiers with nothing but her mace at the age of seventeen. The previous sparked a thought in her 'it would be a waste to make it all the way here without stealing some food'. Sejuani followed a young maiden who was carrying a basket full of fruits. Stealthily she tracked her down towards a courtyard where the lady deposited the food in chamber unattended. 'Too easy' she thought as she stuffed one of her pouches with the fruits. As she made her way out she froze at the sight of a young woman who lay in the courtyard gazing at her intently.
"What are you looking at?" Sejuani barked aggressively preparing herself to fight back for the theft she was committing.
"You don't belong here" said the young lady as she kept observing Sejuani.
She had a beautiful blue eyes with a piercing stare that made Sejuani slightly uneasy. Not to mention that her hair harbored the purest of all white hair she had ever laid eyes on.
"It's alright, you can take the fruits. I won't tell"
Sejuani carefully curled her hands around her dagger while maintaining her gaze with the young woman. 'She's an Avarosan' thought Sejuani 'they're no good backstabbing filth…This must be a trick to strike me when I turn my back to her'. The white haired girl took note of the current position Sejuani hand held and smirked.
'"Relax. I won't bite, I said you could have it and my word is true".
Sejuani snarled as she said "Don't expect me to return it."
As soon as her sentence came to an end she sprinted out of the courtyard and frantically made her way to the caravan in fear of being pursued.