"Alright, Lay, scout the area and gather any useful information about what we're dealing with. The rest of you, do the same," Nerissa instructed her party, her voice steady and authoritative. "We'll take it easy for now and reconvene at dawn to check out the forest. I want everyone back here in six hours."
"Right," they chorused, their voices blending in unison before they split up to gather what information they could.
The party moved through the village, knocking on doors and speaking with the locals. Each door opened to a new story, each more outrageous than the last.
Tales of monstrous beasts with glowing red eyes, creatures that could disappear in the blink of an eye, and even whispers of ghosts haunting the forest.
As they went around, Rena found herself drawn to a cozy tavern. The scent of apple pixie cross pie wafted through the air, tugging at her senses.
