A man in a green sweatshirt, latex gloves, and a white dust mask that covers his mouth and nose is standing next to His bed.He is using a book as a temporary clipboard as he writes on a piece of paper.They both turn to look at the newcomers and turn their heads.
“Fynn?”,wheezes his motHis.He doesn't sound rough, just weak.Fynn is taken aback when she hears, "Mom..."As if he can't believe his own eyes, he looks at his motHis.He takes a step forward, but before he can get to the bed, the doctor stops him."Don't come too close, I don't want you to get infected," His mot says."Mom, what's going on?"Fynn faces the Doctor as he turns.Why is He shackled to the bed?He was bitten by an irrational man.Since I don't recognize the symptoms, we won't risk anything.He can't attack anyone in case He gets mad."How can we assist His?"Fynn queries.The doctor goes through his hair with his hand.We obviously cannot send a sample to a laboratory, and I have no idea what He has.I would, if I could, saturate His body with antibiotics and immune-boosting medications and pray that it is a bacterial infection.I regretfully lack anything here.""Couldn't we get these from the town pharmacy?"The physician shrugs.That's right.if you are prepared to go get it.While you're at it, you could also procure medication for anyone else in Hise who requires it.I already have a list of what we need.He shows the paper he was writing on to everyone.What are we waiting for, then?We have no time to waste!”,Fynn screams.“Fynn.”To properly examine him, His motHis raises His head.That fog poses a threat.Please do not enter."When he responds, "I'm not asking you, mom," his voice is hard.We'll keep you safe.He gives a small grin.Kindly remain safe."We shall."Mr. Rot clenches his throat.Perhaps this is not the most appropriate location for such a plan.To avoid being disturbed, let's go up to my office.Come along with us, Doctor.He focuses on his wife.I assured you that Fynn was fine.I'm also correct on this.See you later, thanks."Scott is unable to read his furry expression despite his twitching face.Fynn turns and gives his sick moth one more look.They move out of the small room and follow the farmer to a smaller room further down the hall.The small group crammed into his office is observed by the imp as he sits on his office chair.The Mayor closes the door behind His as the last person to enter.He looks over at the Hisiff.Now.Let's all settle down and begin from scratch.How many people are present at your residence?”Nearly twenty.I don't want to sound rude, but how do you know that this disease is not spread by air and that everyone in Hise is infected?The Doctor is asked by the Hisiff.The man says, "I know what you're thinking, but I'm sure it's not airborne," staring straight at His.It appears to cause an infected person to become agitated, similar to what rabies does to animals.This leads us to believe that saliva and possibly other bodily fluids carry the virus.It would have evolved to cause coughing in order to spread the disease as an aerosol if it were in the air.The Mayor clears His throat before the Hisiff can continue.Let us now talk about removing the fog and obtaining the medication necessary to treat His and several of His people."I concur.We're wasting precious time.Adds Fynn.The Mayor's blatant attempt to veer off topic is noticed.Without a laboratory or at least a few days to see if anyone else becomes ill, the rest of the group doesn't think a regular doctor can tell if a never-before-seen disease is airborne or not.They all keep their doubts to themselves because, if what they are discussing is a deadly, possibly magical disease that spreads through the air, they are screwed anyway.The elf from the previous night had been quiet up until this point, but he now takes a quick step past Astrid.Hold on a second!I was willing to go with you guys to find these people here, but I won't enter a magical fog that makes your skin burn and makes your mind fog.I'm returning to the house, and my family is leaving.Following is a brief moment of silence.Scott anticipates the Hisiff to speak, but all he is doing is staring at the Mayor.Mister Rot brings the conversation back to the task at hand, "I'm sorry to hear that," as no one says anything.Naturally, I cannot compel anyone to assist us.Let's get back to the point now.Hisiff.You had previously stated that you were to procure food and other supplies for Him.That is not an issue.We can easily get food from our trees and fields, but we can't make pills, and my wife isn't the only one who needs something.The individuals in Hise require a list of medications from Doctor Moore.So, we're supposed to pillage the neighborhood pharmacy?Sounds simple enough, " says Fynn.His fatty head nods.Exactly.”The Hisiff inquires, "What about the people at my house?" "As you just said, we came Hise to get supplies and find help from the authorities," he responds.The Farmer appears eager to respond.But the Mayor laughs hollowly before he can say anything.Well, what is left of city hall is hardly an authority.Still.But we do have a plan, so they should probably join us, Hise.We will strengthen this location and hopefully establish something resembling a safe zone.Noah raises an eye to His.So we go back and tell the other to come with us?”The Mayor wags his head and says, "No.We need your help to get these people their medications.I'll send someone to the Hisiff's house to retrieve the otHiss.Noah appears to be frowning because the fur around his mouth twitches a little.Fynn says, "Agreed," before he can say anything.There is no time to waste.Lukas comes in and says, "Wait just one second."They all turn to look at him.I want to find my son.Since we are from another town, how will we get in touch with them?The Mayor gives a nod.That's right.We'll use our vehicles to reach out to His towns and look for anyone who has gone missing as soon as we have ensured that no one has died as a result of not receiving their daily insulin dose or something else.Lukas gives a nod, appearing to be satisfied with the response.The Hisiff takes a long, deep breath.Okay, now what should we do?This time, the farmer responds, "We're going to drive into town, grab what we need, and get out as quickly as possible. My old tractor is still working."However, the elderly woman challenges my complete faith.To ensure that our path is clear, I want a group to ride ahead on horses.And to quickly return in the event that the elderly woman decides it's time to give up.Which of you can ride a horse?”Scott slowly raises His hand.I used to ride horses, but two years ago I stopped.”The farmer's fur moves in the same twitchy way Noah's did just now around his mouth.superior to nothing.Thus, you and my son are ours.However, I'd prefer there to be three of you.Can another person ride a horse?”The Hisiff rubs his chin with his hand as if he were stroking a fake beard.I'm not very good, but I know the fundamentals.Before continuing, he states, "But I think two scouts are enough."The Farmer raises an eyebrow in response.Nonsense.Take a ride with them and keep my son out of trouble.He gets a glare from Fynn for the last part.The Hisiff also raises an eyebrow.Fine.”,"I'll ride with them," he declares.Good, the farmer nods.You.”He makes a point of Scott and his son.Prepare the horses.When we finish Hise, the Hisiff will join you.Scott is getting ready to go.Before Noah can open the door, he says, "Wait."He says, "Before they leave, I want to ask you something," and he turns to Mister Rot.You stated earlier that you could not permit Oni to eat those who came to you.What is oni?a creature of some kind?The Mayor responds, "We don't know."They all turn to face His direction.After a brief pause, he looks back at them and says, "Last night, something attacked us while we were on our way Hise."It appeared as though phantoms were targeting us.There was a nighttime cackling, and then something threw one of us to the ground.The boy was attacked in the neck by a black form.Then even more appeared all around him.His parents attempted to assist, but until we reached this farm, everyone fled.They were terrifying, regardless of what these creatures were.The Hisiff snorts as the Mayor leaves.I knew from the beginning that your speeches about solidarity were just talk.When all is said and done, you run away."As He grinds his teeth, the Mayor's face turns even more red.Yeah?What was my responsibility?Get ripped to shreds by monsters that appear out of nowhere?"You ought to have saved them or perished with them," I said.The woman tries to speak to Him, but instead just looks into the Hisiff's yellow eyes.Lukas interrupts the silence with, "Okay... I don't think we can expect that of anyone," as the others stare at the two of them.Nevertheless, Ms. Mayor, what did you mean by "materialized?""I'm unsure.They appeared as a speck of rainbow-colored light as they bit into him.To get a good look, we were all too busy running away.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,
As it stomps out of the forest, the creature doesn't seem to care one bit about them.The long, slightly oval body is carried by four relatively short legs and is covered in knobbed bone armor.A long tail at the end of the body leads to a bone club covered in additional small knobs.It cracks the asphalt with an armored foot on the road.It moves quickly across the road to begin grazing in the meadow, leaving a portion of its body on the pavement.The whole thing is about as tall as two people and as long as two cars, including the tail.As the massive creature eats a bush whole, they all pay attention to it.God, Fynn whispers.It must weigh close to ten tons, and it looks like an Ankylosaur.He watches it close its beak over a whole field of grass with his mouth open.How could this be?The Hisiff refrains from whispering, "A what?"“A reptile.It almost resembles a dinosaur.It's unbelievable to me.The Hisiff nods his head.Let's go back and tell the otHiss, even though it seems harmless.
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
He takes a step forward with his feet.He wants to sprint quickly, get to the other side, and assist them with whatever has trapped them in the poisonous fog.However, the same instinct is triggered by the thought of entering the lethal mist.Fear fills His body, making it appear as though it is tied to Him.Fear of the potentially lethal darkness and its inhabitants.His feet remain stationary.He is aware that it is futile to pursue them.Before, his instinct was correct.The next location is only for the dead.The living and those who wish to join them in death.Until he screams, "Dad!?" he doesn't notice Fynn next to His.Are you ready?Anyone?!”.He speaks into the street, but no one responds.There is no sound here.Scott is aware of his goals.He is considering the same thing that He did.He doesn't know if Fynn is simply ignoring the dread that fills him or if his instinctual knowledge that the black fog must be feared is something that only otherworldly creatures like himself possess.He mi
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
“This is you.He informs them, "If you want something, we saved you something to eat."The two continue to follow him downstairs without repeating themselves.Scott was hoping for a warm meal, but what is left on the table is very disappointing.nothing more than cereal.He thinks, "Still, better than nothing."The Mayor interrupts Scottas, who is about to sit down, by saying, "Oh and you," "I know you elves have a ravenous appetite, but please only eat one bowl,"We must ensure that this material lasts as long as possible.Scott frowns at His, but then he nods and eats cereal and milk to the brim from His bowl.The Mayor also takes a seat and places his hands on his head.He looks tired as he watches the two people eat.Noah asks, "Is everything all right Ms. Pillinger?" because Scott is too focused on His meager meal to notice or care.Before asking, "What? ", it appears that his focus has returned.Yes, everything is in order.I'm just worn out.That's it.Noah continues to eat his cornflake
The Doctor grimaces.At first, humans were more opportunistic hunters than predators.The most important thing is that you don't have either strong jaws or claws, so you wouldn't be able to use tools like those to fight.Scott's face reveals that he doesn't really understand where he's going with that.To put it succinctly, I'm concerned that your species might be a predator created to target His sentient creatures.or rats and otters, relatively small animals that can easily hide and use tools despite lacking claws or large jaws.Scott has the impression that the Doctor punched him in the gut, "like humans or imps."He is too stunned to respond to this sudden revelation, or accusation.The Doctor quickly adds, "Not that you would ever eat someone, of course," observing His surprised expression.When you're hungry, your instincts might make you very aggressive and more likely to act irrationally and violently...”The Doctor leaves.Scott narrows his eyes and looks down at him directly.His ini
Novi enters a massive medieval city gate with Fohr by His side.They are not clad in their armor but rather in basic clothing.Fohr is dressed in a similarly bland gray tunic and coat, while Novi is wearing a brown dress with a coat.While Novi carries Hiss in a braid, his long hair is now cut almost to the scalp.Cheap wooden bows are the only weapons they have.Even though some of them have a passable arc, poor travelers prefer to use bows for self-defense.For the time being, that is what they are.Travelers who didn't have much to trade and even fewer gold.Novi tries to walk with slightly slouched shoulders.The other person said that it makes you appear a little weaker.The fact that they are waiting in a line only intensifies the coldness of the air around them.In the end, it's their turn."Come Hear.,"Says the female human guard.He is taller than Novi by more than two heads.His knees are beckoned down by the human.Novi does so reluctantly.The woman opens His eyelids unnecessarily and