Hunters Council (2)
Two days later...
The weather got better. It's still cold, foggy, and dark. It's probably cloudy up there. But the rain had turned into a fine mist.
Holding a torch, Jeff walked down the soggy beach. With each step, Jeff brought up some wet sand on his leather shoes.
The sound of distant waves could be heard. It's low tide at the moment. Looking down the beach, it's a field of silt, sand, and little puddles.
Walking in the mist, the smell of the ocean became more clear than usual.
Looking ahead, there were some sparse torch lights as well. They were all gathering up to one spot.
Following the torches, Jeff entered a large cove as well. Inside, there was a bonfire going.
There were about 70 people in here, all holding torches. All of them were in their gears. Full-body armors. Holding weapons in their hands. Others were wearing cloaks. Got pouches for mana projectiles by their waists.