The group didn't waste any more time in this region. Thanks to meeting the Half God Plane senior, they didn't have to travel aimlessly.
They flew toward the closest of the three regions the Half-God had pointed to them. As they flew, the land below gradually changed as they crossed into the new region. Damaged villages appeared more often. Some had collapsed walls and scorched earth around them. Others were simply abandoned, with carts and tools left where their owners had dropped them. Smoke still rose from a few distant settlements, thin and uneven.
They descended near one of the smaller outposts that still looked occupied. A handful of humans stood on the half-ruined walls, watching their approach. One of them, a middle-aged man in worn armor, stepped forward when they landed.
He looked, particularly at Grey since he had a mask on, and said "You're not from around here,"
Klaus was the one to answer. "We heard there was still Gnome activity in this region. How bad is it?"
