It was night, and it was incredibly cold.
The cold wind blowing out of the Misoda gorge almost had a chilling voice.
Milan took a pot of mashed herbs and slowly walked into the front of the temple. There were groans of pain from the wounded, as well as the comfort of Serena's sister in a low voice. There was a smell of blood and disinfectant. There were bandages with blood on the ground. In the corner of the temple laid some wounded. The town's guard captain, Mocard, was sitting under the temple's stone pillar with a sword in one hand. There was a bloody wound in his left arm.
This was left by a Gnoll!
There had always been a group of Gnolls near Misoda canyon. They believed in the Demon Lord [Prince of Gnolls], Yeenoghu, on the 422nd level of the Abyss. These Gnolls were very difficult to deal with. Since the half-elf group moved here, their struggle with the Gnolls had never stopped.
That's right. This was the town of the half-elves.
