"At first, none of us thought it was strange."
Ronda's party had followed this Kenku flock for over a thousand days and nights. Not only had they grown increasingly familiar with these monsters, but they had also experienced countless incidents, large and small, including struggles for leadership and outbreaks of disease. They had long since grown accustomed to them.
The minor unrest within the Kenku flock had not drawn any particular attention from them at first.
That lasted until Ronda and the others discovered that the phenomenon of gradually losing reason and going berserk seemed to be spreading like an infection, from the initial two or three individuals to the entire flock, growing steadily more severe.
Even their formerly regular, stable migration route had changed as a result.
As adventurers who relied on this to earn money in the Underdark, they naturally could not remain indifferent.
However, they were only ordinary adventurers, after all, not experts or scholars in any relevant field.
Despite repeated investigations, they had failed to discover the cause of the changes in these Kenku.
Going berserk?
Picking up on that key phrase, Xia Nan's interest stirred, and he connected the changes in these Kenku with the monsters going berserk near the border.
He could not help interrupting to ask, "So during that period two months ago, your party was following this Kenku flock the whole time?"
"Yes." Ronda the Gnome nodded. "Normally, our party spends three to four
months in the Underdark on each mission. The last time I saw the sun was three months ago."
Unlike most adventurers seeking their fortunes in the Underdark, Ronda's party lived entirely off the Kenku flock, following behind them and surviving by picking up the "scraps" these monsters left behind.
The advantage was that their route was largely fixed,