Next Day...
Aizel and Jeffrey set off on their mission, riding rapidly on their steeds towards the Whiskerkins lands.
As they rode, the terrain changed, exposing the unique beauty of the area. It was tucked away in the far right corner of the kingdom, where the borders blended into the vast seafolk territory.
The terrain changed from a simple dirt path to a rough mountain track as they proceeded deeper into the forest that served as the dividing line between the two races.
Aizel and Jeffrey slowed their horses down as they entered the zone of the other race, their senses heightened.
They knew they had to act with extreme caution and care in this uncharted territory.
"They are here," Aizel murmured.
In the midst of the quiet forest, a number of individuals suddenly appeared, some perched high in the trees and others appearing out of the shadows.
