He believes that this is it.The old man tells them, "Fohr, Novi is prepared to test your strength," as they stand side by side.Beat Him in combat to show that you are more valuable than just a glance.There is no magic, so do as you please.Get ready now.Novi tries to make a funny remark, but the words don't come out.He shakes off the thought that he should just let Fohr win.He is still an elf, and no one likes weaklings.He'll fight like a fighter.Fohr's expression has changed completely to seriousness.He says in a low, deep voice, "Let's do this."The man steps back and says, "Fight," as soon as they are prepared.Fohr charges right away, arms extended and head down.Novi prepares to respond to his attacker by bracing for the tackle.He realizes his deception too late.He spartan-kicks His in the chest just before he reaches His by suddenly straightening back up during the charge.His momentum is taken away by the kick, which causes him to stumble back.Fohr lunges forward to wrestle His

“That!was near!”,Lukas says this as he approaches Astrid.He helps His up by reaching down.He is open to assistance.“Fynn does not remove the safety as he raises his weapon and aims at the monster as though he wants to shoot it down.I want to immediately return to the forest because of that thing that is soaring about.He says this as he takes his weapon down yet again.The pants of Hisiff.As the flying thing flies off, his eyes also follow it.Let's continue.There is no need to repeat it to the others.They keep going quickly in the direction of the huge, untouched farm.Scott peeks inside the once-large farmhouse through a broken window as they pass the charred remains.As was to be expected, the interior is nothing but ash and soot."What took place here?"Out loud, Scott wonders.The fire may have been started by whatever blew out all of our electronics.Perhaps we now have dragons.Why bother?Fynn answers."I would really like to know if dragons are flying around, setting buildings on

The Hisiff lets out a sigh and droops his eyes.Great.I can't wait to see those things kill me.Fynn grabs his rifle from behind him.He says, "If they live, this will kill them," and pulls a lever on the stock of his weapon to open it.Before Fynn, for dramatic effect, snaps the weapon back shut with a loud clack, the barrels lean forward to reveal two distinct cartridges.Mr. Rot says, "I sure hope you have good aim and some spare ammunition, son," twitching the fur above his eyes once more.If you have to keep that gun loaded in the house, I also hope you have the safety turned on at the very least.Before slinging it back over his back, Fynn grimaces and slowly pulls a button under the lever backwards.“Now that that’s out of the way, you two can head to the stable and get ready,” the farmer continues as he turns to Scott.He gives them a nod.Mr. Rot continues to speak as Scott and Fynn slowly exit the room.He only hears, "I'll be driving the tractor, but I'll need help with the pedals,

Scott presses his thighs against Ranger's flanks to force him to walk toward the house because he doesn't need an excuse not to go back into the cloud.As he ties the reins of the Hisiff's horse to his own and orders them to follow Ranger, Fynn lets out an angry grunt.Scott sees the tractor drive into the cloud as he looks back in time.In some way, he anticipates the fog covering them like it did His.However, nothing changes.The massive red vehicle drives calmly down the narrow road.Fynn looks at Astrid and asks, "What the hell was that?Shiva wouldn't have panicked if Ranger hadn't turned around.As He responds, "I was almost paralyzed by fear and I still think it's a terrible idea to go into that stuff," Scott feels his anger rise.He muses to himself, "Great, wHose was that temper ten minutes ago when I almost shattered my pants because of a little fog.""Groovy and Hise, I thought your size showed bravery,"What were you when you were three years old before you became an elf?He give

After taking a deep breath, the Mayor surveys the assembled crowd.In any case, many of you have stated that you will leave to visit family or other relatives.While you're clearly all allowed to do however you see fit, believe it's self-destructive to travel anywHere alone, before we have close to zero insight into what slinks our properties.Even though I know that you are all eager to locate your loved ones, you won't be able to do so if you are killed, and we already know that there are a number of creatures that are capable of killing an armed man.As a result, I believe we should organize our approach to this.Since the majority of you are already from towns nearby, we will attempt to devise a strategy for safely contacting anyone nearby.I know it doesn't sound very appealing to just wait, but all I'm asking of you is that you wait until tomorrow morning.I also declare this the new town of Rot Rock because High Rock is covered in a deadly fog and we are all aware of it.Still on Range