22nd Fall 511 AV
It was a cold day in Avanthal that fine morning, and Jaiun was enjoying it.
His shift at the Icewall Gates had just ended, and Jaiun now found himself wandering down the icy streets of Avanthal. Where did he want to go? He wasn't sure. For the moment, he was happy to enjoy the crisp air of the Northern Reaches, sucking in the chilly air with a thankful breath. Being crowded in with several others of Icewatch at the Gates might be good for security purposes, but after a hour or so, the stench was awful.
Jaiun breathed out happily and opened his eyes, revealing piercing blue-green eyes. He was dressed only in a roughhewn tunic, but the cold air didn't bother him; in fact, he seemed to enjoy it. Any familar with the reason who managed to catch a glimpse of the snowflake on the Kelvic's right arm would realize why.
As he walked down the street, he realized how empty it was; nearly no one was in sight. Hm. That was strange. Jaiun glanced upwards; the sun rested snugly in the middle of the sky. The streets were usually packed at this bell. Why were there barely anyone along this street? For a second, Jaiun's Icewatch training took charge, making him tense up and look around; a second later, his common sense kicked in.
It's nothing, it told him. There's probably a dozen reasons there's nobody along this street. Jaiun shrugged, convinced. That was probably correct. It wasn't like there were any potential enemies in the current vicinity, right?
Jaiun wandered down the street blissfully, unaware than an enemy, though not of the kind he perceived, was waiting nearby.