"I imagine I'll run into a lot of people who aren't," he says with a wan look. "In the same way that I'm not sure I've ever head of the Undying Court."

It sounds like an elf thing, but it could also be a Feywild thing, and he knows little about either. Before long their meandering investigation takes them off the main road, but it sounds like that's something most of the stories he heard had in common.

Verity still isn't prepared when they find a little shoe, all by itself, off to the side of the path. He makes himself crouch down to try to see if there's any markings around it, or worse, blood.