Beastmaster
Jin Wang pushed through the thicket located on the right side of the stone stairs until it opened up to reveal the source of all the commotion he had been hearing from so far away.
There were close to sixty people sitting in different groups all around the site. They were all young and exuding copious amounts of spiritual energy just by standing there.
A few people turned their heads to see who came and when they didn't recognize him a couple of them came forward.
One of them was a serious-looking well-built teen and the other was a stout man in his early twenties that looked a bit too told for his actual age. He blocked Jin Wang's path.
"Stop! Who are you? What business do you have here?"
He spoke in a thick rural accent that could only be found in certain parts of the beast world, although not many people would know that.
Jin Wang gestured towards the back of the camp where he could see a few familiar silhouettes.
"I am here for Henrik Biric."