While Frost broke out some high quality sake, delving into his specially reserved DP to buy it, his celebration was rudely cut short by a call from Douglas Furano.
"Douglas what's up?" Even though he was pulled away from the familial party he started Frost's mood was still chipper, his lips donned a smile, and his tone was positive and uplifting a stark contrast to the man on the other end of the crystal communicator.
"The civil war has begun Frost, I've arranged to have refugees head to your domain posthaste, please be ready to receive them."
"…..Who made the first move?" He expected this ever since the false caravans left for Icethorne, but it still caught him unawares, at least the suddenness of the war's start did. There was no slow build up or official declaration just full on vicious swings from the two brothers.
"Randolph but Sedrick responded without hesitation now everyone's on edge, conflicts are starting throughout the realm, nowhere bar the northern fringes are safe."
