"Uh... Well, no. We were just traveling North to a village to resupply."
"North... Village." The figure muttered thoughtlessly, before coming back to their senses. An expression of seriousness seemed to cover their face, even though they can't really show facial expressions.
"Oh dear. Oh no. It seems that you must hurry if you want to restock whilst that poor village is still intact." The faceless figure abruptly stood up and speed-walked towards the scrolls splattered across the ground before picking up one. Unveiling it, the figure seemed to inspect the center of the scroll for some time before muttering, "It's started already." The figure then 'stared' straight at Levi. "Looks like there's no time for tea. You must move quickly when the curse is still in it's earlier stages."
The figure then handed the scroll to Levi before escorting all three out with very little information about what's happening to the village itself. It seems like they're in a panicked hurrying state. "Beware the village, travelers. Especially of the well in the center. I'm afraid that's all I can do to help you now. Good luck."
And with that, the log cabin started to crumble, sinking into the ground as if it never appeared in the first place, along with the faceless person. What a short-lived encounter.
Muzukiel and Kasia rush out of the building, looking at it as it crumbles.
(This is Mek on mobile. Currently hanging out at a friend's house. Anyways, it's fine if you wanna to lead a arc and all but notify first because I planned that cabin for a discovery. I will do said discovery at another location and go along with your thing but, again, notify me first please.)
(why hello Mek on mobile, I apologise for taking the reins and starting a new arc out of the blue without notification. I do, however, plan for the cabin to reappear later down the line for your discovery to take place if it inconveniences you to find a new designated point in the plot.
Also, have fun.)
(Alright, back. As for having the cabin reappear, it's alright. I'll figure something out.)
Levi would run out of the cabin and watch as it crumbled down. "That... Was... Odd..." He said as he got on his Draen.
"But it sounds like we better hurry to the village."
And Levi would help Muzukiel and they'd head off. Once to the village, they'd see...
(Oof sorry, overnight plane flight.
I can't really access internet midair)
The village seemed perfectly normal. Bustling with... uhm, living life. A diverse range of humans, demi-humans and monsters alike. There seems to be no sign of any curse whatsoever, as if it was just the meaningless mumbles of a faceless person.
The entire village is surprisingly prosperous for something labelled as a "village". It's almost comparable to a semi-town, expanding outwards like a blooming flower, covering a huge area of land with strangely new castle walls erected around it. The central plaza does support a dilapidated, old well, but it's so small you might as well not notice it's existence in comparison to the advertisement of various trinkets and items on sale. You might note that no one seems to stay around the well for too long, quickly dipping in and heading back out as if they're trying to avoid a plague.
The village is a natural crossroad of two kingdoms, meaning a lot of trade and tired merchants happen to find themselves in this little settlement, which directly translates to a whole lot of exotic merchandise and inns dotted around the place.
Of course, a village is still a village. There's no nobles or royals, just a village chief who resides in a significantly larger house and hardly ever leaves. It's mesmerisingly peaceful.
But as the crew draw closer to the village, the scroll handed by the faceless man started to vibrate and glow a striking red that seems impossible to contain using any material. It seems to pulse with a warning, and glows brighter the closer they get to the Northern Village like a blood-soaked beacon. Wierd.