The wind howled through the narrow mountain pass as James and his group climbed higher into the Moldovian Mountains. What had begun as a steep but manageable trek now turned into a dangerous ascent, the path growing narrower and more treacherous with each step. Loose rocks tumbled down the cliffside as they moved forward, forcing the group to tread carefully.
"Lovely weather for a stroll, huh?" Tim, the cheerful halfling, joked as he hopped over a small crevice. His tone remained lighthearted, though even he glanced nervously at the dark clouds gathering overhead.
Sasha, walking just ahead of him, wasn't amused. "Stay focused, Tim. We can't afford any accidents here," she said, her voice stern but tinged with concern.
