The last day in Seabreeze dawned with a clear sky and the promise of another beautiful day. The team had thoroughly enjoyed their vacation, but an unspoken tension lingered. They could all feel the cravings intensifying, gnawing at their insides with a hunger that couldn't be satisfied by regular food. Victor felt it the most, the gnawing ache a constant reminder of what he needed to do.
After a leisurely morning spent walking along the beach and browsing through the market one last time, they gathered for a quiet lunch. The conversation was light, but the underlying urgency was clear to everyone.
As the sun began to set, Victor gathered the team together. "We need to deal with our cravings tonight. I have a plan. Yesterday, at the Adventurer's Guild, I saw a quest about a bandit group causing trouble along a road north of Seabreeze. They'll make perfect prey."
