On the horizon appeared the majestic mountains, towering above all.
They felt small as they approached the village bordering them.
The road they were on continued forward, a single path going through the valleys between the mountains.
The bordering village itself was small, Mori learned from Griswald that the people living here survived by hiking through the mountains and trading what they could find to traders,
What they went for was usually profession yields, as most people here barely trained in combat and tried to avoid any monsters that roamed the area.
No gates held them back, and no walls went around the place. They simply entered unbothered by anyone.
"There!" said Xannos.
"This is our last inn stop. Everyone, make it count."
"Yes yes," said Xannos, rolling his eyes as he jumped from the driver's bench.
