Day Before The Execution
One day before execution, Whispering Wildlands Lower Realm.
In the vast expanse of the twilight sky, a magnificent flying boat soared above the land below.
As the flying boat breezed through, it left behind the sprawling forests, where the trees stretched tall and proud, their leaves rustling in the evening breeze. Below, the rivers swirl like silver threads, cutting through the earth and shimmering under the last light of day.
With avian and other magical beasts roaming the skies, the boat dipped low, skimming just above the waters, its reflection rippling across the surface as it sped onward.
Ahead, a range of jagged mountains loomed, their peaks shrouded in mist. The air grew colder, and the sky darkened, but the flying boat pressed on, the mysterious crew unfazed by the daunting path before them.