Night, ten o'clock.
The carriage passed through the night mist and reached the northern edge of the Tobesk Urban Area. The blonde elf, draped in a cold-resistant cloak, cautiously tugged on Shard's sleeve, following him along the crooked roads, entering the suburbs filled with dense patches of low shanties and two-story makeshift houses that made up a small village.
Treading through the mud and smelling various peculiar odors, the two continued moving in the direction away from the urban area. There were no gas street lamps here, and not much candlelight to be seen either. The village, clinging to the city, seemed to have fallen on the other end of time from the nearby city.
The village tavern still had its lights on. The noisy sounds came from afar, thankfully not on the couple's path. The village's guard dogs caught the scent of strangers entering the village, but before they could bark to intimidate the newcomers, the scent of a higher being froze them in fear.
