Raegar stayed on the branch overlooking the dark forest floor where the creepy humanoid lingered, trying to lure him out of the protective runes. He shook his head and set up his tent before getting some sleep.
''Arthur! Come down here and help your sister now!'' his old mother's voice rang out.
He took out some cloth and covered his ears, crawled under the covers, ignoring the creatures below. Moments later, he fell asleep only to wake up the next morning as the sounds of birds greeted him.
Raegar yawned and climbed out of the tent, putting it away and continuing through the forest. A couple of hours later, he came across a scene that shocked him as torn-up humans and Demi-Humans littered the blood-stained ground.
''What the fuck happened here?'' he muttered in surprise.
Splintered carriages tilted into ditches, their cargo strewn everywhere. Some of the bodies were clad in merchant robes, others in guard armor, littered the ground, their faces frozen in terror.
