A lifeless town, inhabited by fog and rotting wood welcomed them with its eerie remnants. He led the way, with Astrid behind him, holding up a ball of light to clear at least a bit of the mist, just enough to see ahead a few meters.
"Y'know, a foggy place like this…It's a total nightmare for archers," Otto remarked from the middle of the group, constantly looking around.
"We'll just have to make do," Noah said, keeping his eyes on the fog ahead. "It's on the way towards the World Guild, so might as well get some bonus funds, right?"
"Right, but dealing with a haunted ghost town…?" Otto mumbled.
It was three days after leaving Tiras, having made their way onwards to the World Guild. In just that short time, their funds from the first mission were just about expired:
Otto ran a high tab at the Gold Garden, then opted to use the rest of his coins buying an enchanted bow, which he frequently caressed its gold-oaken craftsmanship.
