460 Whispering Treant

Marvin abruptly turned around, but the space behind him was empty.

That strange voice seemed to have come out of nowhere.

"Who is it?" he asked in a loud voice with both his hands on his curved daggers, on guard.

His Perception didn't notice anyone when that voice echoed.

Only silence followed.

That voice from before didn't speak again.

Marvin carefully inspected his logs and found no skill check against an illusion or anything else like that.

That voice had a purpose, but it was strange.

Marvin coldly snorted and ignored it as he entered the forest.

He wasn't spineless enough to be scared away by a sentence.

...

The forest was very dark.

Compared to Thousand Leaves Forest, the Lumber Woods' trees seemed taller.

But unlike the vibrant and lush Elven forest which felt full of vitality, the Lumber Woods' tall trees seemed to be deformed.