Chapter 3 – Don’t Laugh at Someone’s Prayers
Nott had his dog by his side as if it was par for the
course. Its name was Rossi. He was a large white dog and had a demeanor
that if you told me he was a wolf, I’d have believed you. His left leg also had a silver anklet tightly
fastened to it. He was extremely
friendly, and kept sniffing Jess’ bare legs.
“Let me smell them too” is a thought that I kept to myself.
Based on Nott’s advice, the best route to take after
leaving the village was to first cross the Valley of Oil and spend the night at
a major city known as Munires. We’ll
procure some food there, and spend the next night at the Cross Rocklands. After traversing the rocky area, we’ll apparently
arrive at a hilly terrain where we can head straight towards the center where
the capital will be located at. The
capital is surrounded by a dense forest called the Forest of Needles. Not only is that place a hotbed for Yesma hunters, it’s also inhabited by many hecklepons. Thus, Nott proclaimed that he’ll burn it all
down in the future.
A cute girl, a handsome guy, a pig, and a dog. This strange party embarked on its journey.
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