When Oak had said we were headed for his home, I wasn't sure what I was expecting.
There was a town ahead of us, I realized.
As we approached the small town, I felt a strange tension in the air. The cart's wheels clattered on the cobblestone streets, drawing curious glances from the townsfolk.
They seemed to be rather peaceful people, they didn't care for strangers and everyone almost seemed happy.
A human town where other races lurked.
I almost couldn't believe my eyes but it was right there in front of me.
I could see the wheels turning in Flynn's and Elias’ eyes too.
Oak was riding, his back had gone stiff the minute we stepped into the center of the town.
Kids ran out of alleyways to see us, they seemed rather excited to get visitors, so did the adults that regarded us
