It's Winter Veil.
It's Winter Veil and my ribs are broken again, my lungs are full of soot, blood, and phlegm, my left wrist hurts to turn a certain way, my chest is missing a few important chunks of flesh, my legs are bruised to hell, and my armor will take at least a week to put all back together.
But I'm alive.
The Westfall going-ons were
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