The sail of Turf’s ship opened with a large “floof”. On it was a large symbol of three tufts of grass. The wind immediately slam into the sail and the boat creaked along. Speed quickly picked up and they were brought to the front area of ships. The gates of the city flashed by them as they entered the outskirts. …

The next day, Dante, Crule, and Ming followed Turf to see his parked vessel. Gumb and Shallot went out to resupply for the race. Food, water, and other supplies were needed for the week long competition. They reached a wooden boat with a wide hull. The boat was actually quite large. It was around thirty meters long and ten meters …

Deep at the center of the Wild was a natural castle created by the stones of a mountain. Within its halls was a dark room lit dimly by six jewels embedded in the walls. Each of the gems glowed a different color creating a collage of colors in the center of the room. In the room sat six figures. None …

A couple minutes later, everyone went back downstairs and met up at the lobby. The grimes of travel have all been washed away and signs of fatigue slowly fades from their face. They pushed open the door leading to the dining area of the inn and was shocked. There were nearly a hundred people chatting about, laughing, drinking, and eating …

The remainder of the trip through the forest was quiet and peaceful. Dante and her group took the chance to recover from their injuries sustained from the lizard. It didn’t take them long. They were a sturdy group. The road started becoming more and more rugged. The wagon even had a few close calls with the boulders sticking out of …

Everyone stared at the majestic yet vile looking plate of blood Ming was standing on. Many felt not only fear but also reverence upon laying eyes on the crystalized crimson contraption. The six men in the trees opened their mouth in awe. They forgot that they were still recording and couldn’t take their eyes off the beauty before them. The …

The seven men stood on top the trees looking down at the giant sleeping lizard. [Man 1]: No matter how I look at it, it’s a dragon isn’t it? [Man 3]: No, no, I’m pretty sure it’s just a big lizard. Something about not having wings or fire breathe. [Man 4]: Are we really going into dragon classification? [Man 5]: …

The wagon continue along the path. Crule and Ming remained vigil in front of the wagon next to Turf. Dante and Shallot was in the back protecting Gumb. After Crule stored the corpses of the lizards, no one asked any questions and continue on their journey silently. The tension could be felt in the air around them. Turf was scared …

When they got back to the wagon, it looked perfectly fine, but it was surrounded by about two dozen similar bronze lizards. Gumb was currently holding them off but was injured in doing so. Turf was cowering on top of the wagon while Gumb was swinging a large mace back and forth with his remaining good arm, keeping the lizards …

The first day of the journey was uneventful. By nightfall they reached their first pit stop right outside the forest. The orange hue of the dusk sky painted the tired faces of the crew. Crule and Ming were well rested but the other three had a very bumpy first day. Turf was also tired from driving the entire time. Turf …