"Alright, maybe it's time to stretch my body a bit, considering all I've been doing at the church is paperwork," replied Jezz, dismissing the dangers that might be lurking around them.
They continued their journey on foot, carefully avoiding any water-filled pits along the way.
The silence around them was suddenly shattered by a frantic scream, sending a wave of curiosity and fear through them.
"Oth, did you hear that? Someone's calling for help! We need to hurry," Jezz shouted, running toward the source of the sound. Despite his eccentric personality, Jezz was still a part of the church and was always taught to help those in need.
They leapt over moss-covered mounds and pushed through wet underbrush.
When they reached the location, they were met with a sight that sent a chill through their hearts. A young orc was surrounded by a group of goblins.
The small goblins, with sharp teeth and pointed ears, growled and closed in, ready to attack.
