When Jess heard Gerred's words, he also looked over. At some point, a young man stood at the door. He was about the same age as Jess and was watching them pack their bags here.
"I'd like to ask you guys." The young man said coldly, "I am a guard in the town. What are you doing in Raven Hill with these weapons?"
Jess sized up this guy. He found that although he claimed to be a town guard, he didn't carry weapons or wear a uniform. Was he a stupid fraudster trying to extort some money?
"We are just passing by." Jess said, "We came from Sentinel Hill. When we passed the Nefreti River, some of our luggage got soaked. So now that we have time, we want to check if there is anything broken."
"Yeah, yeah." Gerred quickly chimed in.
"I don't trust you." The young man said, "Come with me, or don't blame me for being rude."
Jess thought to himself, how could this half-grown kid be rude? He glanced at Gerred, and Gerred seemed to understand something.
Jess suddenly stood up, knocked the young man down and held him down. The young man roared like crazy and actually pinned Jess under him. Just as he was about to raise his fist to hit, his arm was grabbed by Gerred, and the whole person was lifted into the air in an instant.
"Morgan!"
A girl's voice stunned the three of them.
At the end of the corridor, a blonde girl was looking at this side in shock. She stared blankly at the boy who was being held up, and asked with a hint of crying in her voice, "What are you doing to him?"
"What's your relationship with him?" Jess asked.
"I am his wife." The girl said firmly.
Wife? Jess was stunned for a moment. This guy looked about the same age as himself. How could he get married so young?
Although this kind of thing was not strange in the Middle Ages, but...
"Let me go!" The boy grabbed Gerred's arm and struggled continuously. Of course, it was completely useless. "Liss, go back quickly. I... I can handle them!"
Obviously, although the boy was still being stubborn, even this girl who seemed to have never fought before could completely understand the situation among the three people at the moment.
"Is he really a guard?" Jess asked.
"He..." The girl hesitated for a while and said, "Sort of."
"Yes is yes, no is no. What do you mean by sort of?" Gerred asked Jess, "Shall we put him down first?"
Jess nodded. Gerred threw him to the ground. The boy stood up quickly, straightened his collar and said, "You are very strong."
Gerred snorted contemptuously and said, "Haven't you seen a dwarf before, kid? Let me show you something today."
"So what's going on?" Jess asked.
The girl hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Explain it yourself, Morgan. I still have to take care of Sarah."
The three of them looked at each other. Although they didn't plan to fight again, they still walked downstairs warily and found a table to sit down.
"Morgan, right?" Jess asked, "What exactly do you do?"
Morgan stared at Gerred tightly and seemed not to have let down his guard. After a while, he answered, "Actually, I am a guard in Grandtown in the east."
Jess asked again, "You are a guard in Grandtown. Then what are you doing in Raven Hill?"
"I am a resident of Raven Hill. I went to Grandtown for Liss, the girl you just saw when you came. She is my wife. Later, more and more residents of Raven Hill left. The original guards didn't want to stay either. So I applied to the guard captain of Grandtown to come back here, and the captain agreed."
"Why did all the residents here leave?" Gerred asked, "I heard that there are quite a lot of people in Grandtown."
Morgan replied, "Grandtown is okay. If it weren't for the gnolls in Redridge Mountains blocking the road frequently recently, life would be bearable. But here in Raven Hill... here in Raven Hill..."
He pursed his lips and said, "There are werewolves."
Gerred frowned and asked, "What are werewolves?"
Morgan said, "Actually, I haven't seen them either, but everyone says so."
Jess gave Gerred a disdainful look. He claimed to be sixty or seventy years old, but he hadn't even heard of werewolves.
"Werewolves are creatures in a story that circulates among humans. Half human and half wolf. They are very powerful and steal children to eat at night." He explained.
"What's so powerful about being half human and half wolf?" Gerred said, "Stupider than humans and dumber than wolves. Isn't this just a useless thing?"
After Morgan finished speaking, he sighed anxiously, "You outsiders don't believe it."
Gerred said, "You haven't even seen it and you are so confident."
"Someone was injured by a werewolf." Morgan said, "That person's chest was torn and bloody. When he was rescued, he kept saying that he had encountered a werewolf and soon died. But before he could be buried the next day, the body disappeared. Many people said that he was attacked by a werewolf, was cursed and turned into a werewolf and ran away."
"Maybe he was caught by a ghoul and turned into a living dead." Gerred said.
"Raven Hill was famous for its funeral industry when it was prosperous." Morgan said, "If a person is bitten by a ghoul and poisoned by corpse venom, there is no second place in the entire Stormwind Kingdom that knows better how to deal with such trouble than Raven Hill. But the injury of that person is completely different. There is no corpse venom, only terrifying shadow energy."
Hearing this, the expression on Gerred's face had frozen. He asked, "That is to say, you still haven't seen a werewolf with your own eyes."
"Indeed not." Morgan admitted.
He added, "You don't seem to be bad people. I'm really sorry before. I am just on guard against all outsiders. After all, at this time. No matter what you come here for, please remember not to go out at night. Never go out at night. Some people said that werewolves will appear at night. To put it another way, even if there are no werewolves, the Twilight Forest at night is much more dangerous than during the day."
"Thank you for your reminder." Jess said.
"This is my duty." Morgan said, "I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Morgan Ladimore. If you encounter trouble, you can find me. Everyone in the town knows where I am."
"Gerred."
"My name is Jess."
"Nice to meet you. May the Holy Light be with you."
Morgan went upstairs. Jess looked outside the door and felt that the town was even more gloomy than before.
"Do you believe what that kid said?" the dwarf asked.
Jess said, "Since he said so, then let's consider going to collect herbs tomorrow. Anyway, it doesn't do any harm. During the day, there may be fewer zombies and animals. Maybe we can't tell day from night, but for animals or undead creatures, the difference is very big."
Werewolves certainly exist. And in the game, werewolves are very rampant in the Twilight Forest area and are rampaging everywhere.
But Jess remembered that this should be a long time later. It has something to do with an ancient relic left here after a night elf was killed—the Scythe of Elune. Could it be that werewolves in the Twilight Forest already existed at this moment more than ten years ago?
Perhaps just as Gerred said, people here may have mistaken some other monster for a werewolf. After all, the legend of werewolves has always been a popular bedtime story for children here.
"Just right. I'm tired after a day's journey. I'll go upstairs and lie down first." Gerred yawned. When he said that, Jess was also sleepy.
Listening to the dwarf's thunderous snoring in the middle of the night, Jess looked at the quiet forest outside the window and finally fell asleep after a long time.