The teleportation plaza was still lightly populated, most players either out grinding or licking their wounds after the recent siege. Damon approached the shimmering teleportation gate and selected his destination.
He paid the fee, and the portal shimmered brighter. A heartbeat later, he stepped into a new landscape, lush emerald woodlands stretched into the horizon, the sunlight filtering through thick canopies, dappling the moss-covered stone paths with golden veins.
Since he was taking the portal from a neighbouring kingdom, he was teleported outside the kingdom territory and not in the middle of a city.
"Let's hope the outpost is still untouched," Damon muttered. "I'm not in the mood for side quests today."
The trip to the Elenthil Outpost from the main city was about ten hours, and Damon wasn't even all that familiar with the territory, which made it even more time-consuming for him. He was only halfway through when he had to log out again.
