Deep in Thousand Leaves Forest, on a hill with a small valley at the top covered in oak and locust trees.
The bottom of the hill was completely filled with weeds. A group of three stood in front of the hill, looking at the small stele visible amongst the weeds.
There were no words on that stele, and no one knew that it was the grave of the Night Monarch who had blessed people for so many years since the ancient era.
"There is a crypt under this."
"That place is the headquarters for the Night Walkers. Only at the most critical time can we start using this crypt."
"We have a pretty good relationship with the Elves of Thousand Leaves Forest, and especially with the Great Elven King Nicholas. He is one of the Night Monarch's worshippers and has continuously taken care of our Night Walker organization."
Sean stood next to Marvin and gave him two wooden tiles.
