The Forest of Rainwell.
Whoosh!
The Realm Portal hummed, and then a humanoid figure walked out of the orange spiral-like smoke.
After stepping out of the realm portal, Isaac opened his eyes and saw the Rainwell village shrouded in a thick layer of mist while raindrops fell down heavily from the dark gray sky.
"Damn!" He began running as his outfit was soon drenched. The wooden saloon was the closest building to him, which was again operational, with lights seeping out from the windows and illuminating the somewhat dark street.
Thump!
With a loud thump, Isaac stormed inside the saloon. His whole body was soaked and soggy.
The elderly men and women turned to look at the white-haired young man before continuing their drinks and discussions.
The bartender took out a towel and tossed it toward Isaac, who grabbed it with a wave of his hand and began drying up his wet hair.
Then, he got seated on a stool and asked, "How often is it raining here?"