Your next step is to check out the wooded area north of the village.

Your sleep was long and deep. There were almost no dreams. Just a few vague, fleeting images in your tired mind that you barely remember after waking up. So, you managed to sleep and regain your strength after a tiring journey along the mountain paths.

But not everything is as good as you would like. You have problems: in the morning you feel an unpleasant pain in your head, thirst and dry mouth.

It is not difficult for you to understand that these signs are obvious symptoms of a hangover.

Seeing the rays of sunlight shining through the window shutters, you realize that you woke up later than usual. It's probably about 10 o'clock in the morning.

You slowly get out of bed and get dressed, staggering slightly.

Your hands are shaking slightly. Soon you go to the innkeeper. After the usual polite chatting and drinking water (you refused breakfast - you have no appetite), you ask Durlen Gruy for information about the wooded area where that strange large stone with a bas-relief is located.

You remember that they told you that there was one of the wolf attacks there.

You think: “Starting tracking a wolf in a wooded area is logical. It is quite possible that in this area the wolf has made his lair, into which he drags prey. The information that I heard from local residents allows me to assume that this is a large and strong wolf that behaves in an atypical way. Perhaps it's a rabid wolf. A rogue wolf who hunts without a pack."

You leave the inn after Durlen has explained to you the shortest way to get to the landmark you need.

You feel confident that the beast will not be able to escape its inevitable ****. The reasons are simple: you have a lot of experience hunting wolves. You are well prepared and equipped: you have checked your armor and weapons in advance.

So, you're proud to think that your nickname "Wolfkiller" will soon be further confirmed.

You walk briskly between the houses of the peasants.

It’s morning, the sun’s rays abundantly illuminate the ground, which is covered in a layer of snow. The air is cold and the snow does not melt. This is not surprising, because in this high mountain area it was always much cooler than on the plain. You wrap yourself in your fur cloak. Luckily, your fur clothing is designed to handle this cold season.

However, you still feel cold, a frosty breeze blows unpleasantly across your nose.

You walk through the village and you see some local people.

Most of the local residents are now busy and rushing about their usual routine affairs. Life in the village always requires regular and hard work. And now your gaze notices peasants who are carrying logs (probably to repair some building), peasant women who are carrying sheaves of twigs and branches from the forest (obviously, this is fuel for the stoves that warm the huts). You also see peasant children carrying containers of pet food.

Soon the area changes slightly. You see more and more trees on your way. This is a wooded area with a predominance of coniferous pine forest.

You are moving to the area north of the village. You walk along a small path that runs between trees and snowdrifts.

After three hours you reach the landmark you need.

Among the large pines and spruces, whose branches are covered with snow, you see a large stone. The size of this stone is not much smaller than the size of a human of average height.

You come closer and take a closer look.

There are signs that the wolf was here. You notice old footprints that are almost hidden by the snow.

You also notice that there are some signs depicted on the stone. It's not clear what it is.

Patterns? Written signs? Failed drawing? Or maybe it’s just some random damage to the stone that only seems like something meaningful?

While you are looking at these symbols on the stone, something strange happens in the periphery of your vision.

It’s like the lightning fast movement of a vague silhouette...