"Green blood…" Crouching down, Leon scooped up a pool of blood that had formed at the entrance of the cave, his eyes filled with intrigue.
There was always one thing that bugged him during his stay in Finor, and it was the lack of beasts on the continent. Everywhere he went there were tales of beasts, but no physical presence.
This was strange, especially with the fact that most warlock clans and their rituals demanded the blood of beasts. It made no sense for them to be extinct, as they were like the ancestor race of warlocks.
To the effect of his speculations, Leon came up with two conjectures.
One was that they had indeed been wiped out by one of the races during their numerous race wars. This would be the most common tale, since all parties would naturally want to blame the other for such a horrible thing.
