Krow ultimately decided to put off decimating monster nests for now, in favor of village quests and scouting the surrounding lands.
The lands below Cerkanst were thankfully not as dramatic as the highlands. Though the peaks were high and the valleys low, they were hills and shallows in comparison.
At least here, in the borderlands, his definition of 'mountain' wasn't constantly getting updated.
The semi-official word was that the Urla Mountains had peaks three times higher than Mount Everest. Amazing. The fact that the king in Velkenbragg didn't freeze on his throne was proof enough that Zushkenar was a magical world.
Krow skidded down a rain smoothened boulder and flipped onto a flat rock lower down.
He'd seen what looked like round blue leaves as he was passing by earlier.
Having scouted now more than twenty kilometers out from Cerkanst, he was more confident that he could gather enough gold for all his plans after the craft update.
