Legends of Dræsyl

This was it. Zaforze had heard of this village as the place where the bandits hid. "Hehe...This should be good." He walked into the town and felt the stares of villagers, clearly seeing he wasn't from there due to his clothing. He paid no attention to them as he looked around.

Zaf turned to see someone dash around the building, and he gave chase without a second thought. "Hey! Get back here!" He spun his finger in a circular motion, as tiny rocks floated to his finger. He shot them, aiming at his head, only to hear a resounding pling as the rocks disintegrated. He now knew he was in the correct place. He had seen that same thing during the day of the incident.