In Toril's underworld, aside from the wars started by the Dark Elves, it's probably never been this lively.
The voices of a bustling crowd are mixed with loud laughter and various mounts neighing.
The path that allows an Ancient Dragon to pass through easily is, of course, suitable for the Undead Tribe to ride horses... so they wouldn't complain about the length of the journey, as most of them can take this opportunity to do other things... like playing mahjong or chess on their tablets.
The journalists are happily keeping track of what everyone is playing, and Hill isn't very interested in this spring outing atmosphere, but the Little Fairies are watching intently, regretting that they're not part of that group.
However, they also know that the underworld has no place for Little Fairies. If something were to happen during the Undead Tribe's battle and they got left behind, crying wouldn't help them.
