The mist rolled low across the forest path as Miles approached the base of the Schwarzwald range, the dense evergreens crowding close like silent watchers.
The ground beneath his boots was soft, dark with dew and fallen needles. Overhead, pale shafts of early morning light pierced the canopy in narrow beams, painting the landscape in soft hues of gold and grey.
The map flickered in the corner of his system window, a faint pulse drawing him forward.
[Chamber of Whispers - 300 meters ahead]
He had heard of this place in fragments, but mostly rumors too strange to be entirely fake.
When the world opened before him and the others, after they cleared the [Mouth of the Abyss].
Come to think of it, it was indeed strange that they could never leave the city proper during the first stages of the game. Like there was something preventing them from doing so, always throwing monsters at them or putting something in their way, every time they were close to reaching the city limit.
