King of Griffindale

Chapter 111 - An Approaching Threat

It was just past midnight at Frostfall, and everyone had retired to their homes either sleeping or planning to get to sleep. But not Thornicus.

He had been busy for so long without rest, working on something so important, that he had been busy throughout the past day, and was just a few steps from getting it finished. It was a figurine, but one that required so much intricate design that took so much time to perfect, and he wanted to do so, even though it would mean taking over a whole day to do it.

He was just a few steps left from completing the piece and going to sleep.

Now he was in the final step, which was the most difficult part. It had to be done in a stable environment, without even the slightest tremor from either the woodcutter or the environment. This part was to be done preferably in an ideal environment in complete silence, where the artist would be the least distracted by anything and focus solely on the task at hand.