A small band of Eastcrest's Vanguard set out to the farmlands, looking to investigate queries that were coming up as deliveries and farmer contact began to become next to null. Led by Sir Lloyd they all parted ways, and the torch of leadership passed onto Sir Theobalt who proudly lead the way into the farms. Mordecai and Dr.Cassie stayed close together as everyone moved through the quiet farmlands.  An unnerving silence fell over the tall fields of overgrown crops, Sir Kessinger noted a strange chillness in the air. The rustling of brush was heard, and a strange orb was spotted amidst the field. Made of abnormal ice with bodies within, those denizens of Freyharbor being turned into Frostfang worgen.

As various worgen began to emerge to assail the vanguard that had gathered Sir Theobalt was knocked down for the count by the growing miasma of a storm raining hail from above. This left Zelon, Sir Kessinger, Echo, Mordecai and Dr.Cassie to deal with the terrors that had come to attack. The crew was quick to dismantle their affliceted citizenry without killing or seriously injuring them. Remembering that these were their people that had fallen prey to an enemy force. A leader was identified by Mordecai who combated them and worked to heal as best they could those about him. Sir Kessinger took a defensive approach, Echo and her wolves taking on a foe or two. Dr.Cassie's gun could be heard letting off rounds and Zelon was ready to attack.

As the worgen were knocked out and the leader pulled off to the side. Zelon moved along towards the orb with Doctor Cassie after a failed attempt to melt the ice on Sir Kessinger's part. The ice held an unnatural, unnerving feel to it and while Zelon seemed intent on messing with the body ridden ice Dr.Cassie ended up being the one to deal with it over all. Sir Theobalt rose from his knocked head stumbling to the group to see what had become of the orb and worgen. The priority shifting towards the afflicted citizens they knocked out and the group helped take them back to Freyharbor. The orb for the time being remained a mystery for Oldminster, one that would be solved another day as it loomed coldly amidst the field. Crackling ice occasionally heard amidst the deafening silence that even crickets didn't dare disturb...