The wooden bridge built on a series of floating boats echoed with a muffled 'thump thump thump' under the weight of heavy footsteps.
The bridge was several hundred meters long, wide enough for four people to walk side by side, but now there was only one figure occupying half the width.
This figure walked unhurriedly towards Long Lake Town and was unsurprisingly stopped by guards before entering the town's entrance.
The temperature over the lake was low, and the cold mist penetrated through two layers of cotton clothing with its dampness!
The entrance to the town was a small guard house, essentially just a wooden hut.
Inside the wooden hut, there was the 'crackle' of burning firewood, smoke rose slowly from the chimney atop the hut and merged with the cold mist into one.
Two men were inside the hut, their faces flushed with the redness of alcohol consumption.
