Halfdan's tribe was situated on a hillside.
Thatched cottages were scattered about the hillside in a staggered pattern, connected by winding dirt paths that spiraled upwards.
From a distance, one could see the wisps of cooking smoke, cattle and sheep grazing on roots, hunting dogs frolicking, and busy humans clad in coarse beast robes and furs.
However, what most captured Charlotte's attention was the tower standing atop the hill at the center of the tribe.
Unlike the crude thatched cottages, the tower was built from grey-white boulders, clearly influenced by Elf style, adorned with exquisite reliefs and patterns, and it stood out from its surroundings.
Above the tower, a pale blue crystal floated gently, radiating a misty glow.
Under the warm sun, one could see an invisible light shield like an upside-down bowl, centering around the tower and covering the entire hillside tribe.
Is this... a Mage Tower?
Charlotte paused for a moment.
