Border
The horse carriage departed from the border. The carriage owner was operating it towards the nearest city, called Pebble City.
The passengers were discussing their mission. Their discussion included the missing tribespeople. They had not seen any on their journey.
In the Gregor Mansion, I heard everything. The Granite Crest Mountain Range was so vast; it's possible that more than one group is living at the base.
Yet these people had not come across other groups. What's going on? Has the wizard group which attacked Elder Barry's tribe attacked other tribal groups as well?
So many doubts filled my mind. But I didn't want to meddle. I wanted to use the teleportation facility in the capital.
I could also use it without fulfilling the promise to the old man, Barry.
As a Magic Lord, he can save his descendants without needing my help. Yet the old man made me do it.
