1120. Odd Scents
While the group had not encountered much as they traveled, they were still pretty amazed that they hadn't run in to more during the day. "I'm just saying. When we were out in the plains we saw plenty of imps. Now we are seeing almost nothing. How can it be so different this cold season to the last? Plus, there should be those ice slimes, right?" Gil was not the only one thinking these things. But he had been the first to speak out about his worries.
"I know. It's odd." There were more of those odd tracks following the trails that no one would normally be following. Between Leon and Gil, they could not identify what monster or person would make them. "I would say those tracks belong to demi-humans but they don't come this way. They don't get along with the water elves."