Walking through the forest, William recalled the terrible creatures that had attacked the monastery.
Were similar creatures lurking in the shadows right now, watching him, tracking his every movement? The chances were high. That was undeniable.
Heading out at night made everything even more tense. William followed a stone road leading away from the monastery.
Before leaving, he'd studied the map the priest gave him, so he knew there was a tavern somewhere along that road.
That would be his first stop. William didn't plan to spend the night there, but having a place to eat and think through his next moves seemed appealing.
It took about an hour to reach his destination. Not because he was moving slowly, but because the monastery was isolated in the mountains. There was practically nothing in that region except the monastery itself.
The tavern sat near the road leading up the mountain. Built from wood—the same type as the trees in the region.
