Dakor
As we drove on, the suburban sprawl gave way to a wild borderland of dense forest and rocky outcroppings. A patrol of warriors approached us the moment we got to the border. I climbed down to meet the warriors that had now gathered from their various outposts.
I exchanged pleasantries with them, and once they were all gathered, I cleared my throat, bringing everyone to silence.
“Morning, Your Grace,” the senior warrior saluted.
“Elba, it’s good to see you again. I hear there’s been trouble around here?”
The gruff, olive skinned man nodded as I spoke. “It’s been on for a few nights now. We were hoping things will settle quickly, but it seems to escalate every night. We’ve been on high alert through the night. Locals around these parts keep talking about a Vorthak. And we’ve h
