It's an average early morning in Skullburough.

Fluffy gray clouds loom overhead like most days, and the path is moist with squishy mud.

Elven women harvest the berry bushes in all the fields, speckling the area.

Some merchants from neighboring towns (Mallfakor, Nightshade Hollow, Defieré Bloom, Calloskan Moor, etc.) chatter outside the trading post. (Blackwood North East Trading Post)

Elven men banter and prepare to hunt, and such while others come back from the surrounding woods after a hunt.