Sadly, as nicely as Alterra and other territories were recovering from the Great Cold, there were still plenty of those who had not.
Villages were still burying their dead, both from the cold or the beast mobs that came after. Towns and Cities, on the other hand, had probably just finished fixing the infrastructure affected and also burning the dead, mostly from the poor areas.
This was nothing new, just that there were more corpses because the Great Cold lasted longer than usual this year. At least, that was what people thought.
This year, without warning, it gave rise to something even more sinister.
A disease.
An illness that could affect the majority of the population, giving it the potential to develop into one that could affect even the advanced physiques of the locals.
And, roughly a week after the temperature rose, it developed into a plague indeed.
