The young hunter moved at a steady but determined pace. His path wound through the varied landscapes stretching between Kokoto and the capital. He first crossed a calm river, its clear waters reflecting the blue sky and the branches of trees shading it. Fish darted near the banks, while unseen birds sang from the foliage.
Emerging from the woods, he arrived at a vast plain where Aptonoths, large but gentle creatures, grazed peacefully in the fields. Nearby, he spotted a small tavern with a windmill, its blades turning slowly in the breeze. Fields of wheat swayed gently, and the comforting scent of fresh bread lingered in the air.
Outside the tavern stood a young farm girl, looking troubled....