[color=ed1c24][b]LOCATION:[/b] Road to Avveel / Heading East - South-East / a few miles to go before reaching the village.[/color]

As the oddly sneaking group of adventurers carefully approached the young boy who now had his back towards them. The boy kept his eyes keenly on the ground as he lifted a stone with his childishly skinny arms. He could be heard mumbling something to himself. [color=fff79a]"Not here either, no... maybe under there instead."[/color], the boy uttered below his breath. He dropped the stone he had just lifted. As the stone fell, it sent a minor puff of dust and gravel flying. The boy moved a bit to the right and crouched next to a small round slab that was leaning on one of the bigger boulders that were slightly taller than an average man. The bigger ones surely weighed hundreds if not thousands of pounds. The boy peeked into the gap between the slab and the boulder it was leaning on. [color=fff79a]"Hmmmmm..."[/color], he thought aloud before standing up. Then he grabbed the slab and began to pull, trying to move it. It was obvious it was not going to work, not with his scrawny arms.

Another bell rang in the distance and swept across the plateau with its calm tone. This time the young boy reacted. As the bell rang, he seemed to awaken and realise what time it was. He straightened his posture slightly and turned his head slightly towards the village. He paused for a second, sighed, and returned his focus to trying to move the slab. [color=fff79a]"Not yet"[/color], the boy muttered. [color=fff79a]"Not yet..."[/color]