Day 62
Today started out a bit weird with Ulva running away from Grimm and Kara. She said she was tired of learning magic and wanted to hang out with Sylvie more.
I wasn’t sure how to take that since Sylvie was kind of busy with making the potions for the army. To cure her boredom, I offered to spend the day with Ulva. I originally had plans to go to the North to talk to its Tyrant, but that was sort of risky since I didn’t know what kind of character he was.
Everyone said he was like Goliath, being the second oldest Tyrant and all, but he was also a bit crueller than Goliath was. His territory was mountainous and very close to the Mystic Peaks, so I could sort of understand why he’d have to be stricter. Imagine facing wyverns on the daily. It’s more than enough to make someone turn into a brutal savage.