"A ship," the boisterous Dwarf gestured eagerly to them, "We had quite a few people here ready to set up camp, but then a boat floated down the river, so big, and that damned Crow, I still remember how it perched on the dragon head staring at me, that flat-feathered beast was definitely watching us, by the saints, I could bet—"
At the description by the Dwarf, everyone nodded in agreement, clearly convinced.
"Wait," a Knight from the Silver Weslan interrupted, taking a step forward, "You said you were camping here and then you saw a boat... What about after the boat, I mean afterwards?"
He couldn't help but glance at the others, each face carrying a hint of forboding, and the Papalarians and Xiangzi exchanged looks, clearly remembering the things they had seen on the eighth level not long before.
Not to mention the nasty encounter they had just fought their way out of in the Bottomless Depths.
"Then did you come into contact with them?" Xiangzi also asked in a deep voice.
