“I swear, I felt some disturbance in this direction,” Julies said, peering around, though the obscurity provided by the wilful mist made it harder to see even past five metres.
“It could be some wild animal,” Eran said, behind the baldie.
Both of them were in enchanted adventurer wear, from leather jerkins, mountain boots, and enchanted cloaks to the weapons they were carrying. Julies had a dozen daggers on his body, along with a quick bow and quiver full of arrows. Where Eran, the burly one contrasting to Julies' skinny figure, was carrying a spear. Apart from that, both of the two were carrying a .44 revolver, not enough to kill any powerful spirit beast, but it could scare them away easily.