47 Stupid Holand (1/2)
9th day, the month of Mara, the year 1661.
”So this is our first stop?”
”Yes, this is the village of Rockwell, Miss. Emilia wants us to deliver a package to a guy named Holand.”
”Do you know what he's like?”
”Absolutely not, Miss. Emilia did not tell me anything.”
”Should we ask the villagers? I'm sure someone would know at least something.”
Saying so Lucas takes a look around. It has been a few days since they set out the academy, the ride was mostly boring so he is itching for something to do.
The houses within the village are made of wood and use straws for roofing, currently, there aren't many people walking around the street but the people seem to be heading to a commotion in the distance.
”Hey, guys, where you all think they're going?” He said, pointing to the villager running ahead of them.
”Dunno, but if we are going to ask around it would be better to go where the people are so why don't we go see what it is?” Luna suggested and everyone nods in agreement.
Following the direction the people are going, they soon reach a crowd of people outside what appears to be the village hall. Grabbing the nearest person Lucas ask what's the commotion is all about.
Apparently, the usual hunting group came back heavily wounded and those only lightly injured rush to report to the elders but as if now there is nothing yet, seeing no way to push through the crowd they decide to wait along with the villagers until the elders come.
Minutes passed and soon a couple of figures emerges from the building and stood side by side. The first one is an old man, although skinny he still looks strong and standing straight with a fierce look on his face.
The second one is an old lady, she looks like some kind old lady from next door but the look in her eyes says otherwise, staring at her sharp brown eyes give the feeling of staring straight into a beast.
The last one to come out is a tall man with broad shoulders, unlike the other two who wore loose clothes the man wore a tight shirt and a hunting vest accompanied with long pants and high boots.
”My people, we have summoned you all today to tell you about something important.” The old man steps forward addresses the curious crowd.
”Like you all may know, for the past few weeks the monsters in the forest has been restless. A few days ago we had dispatched the hunting to investigate the cause of it and today, we finally know. Out there, in the forest, there is a group of crimera running amok.” Hearing what the elder told them the crowd starts whispering to one another.