Phantom Hollow dear watson

Ovaltine bobbed his head to affirm the young man's question. Much of his life had been spent gathering names, places, directions, and creating a mental map of the world around him. It was a never-ending game, considering the world seemed to go on forever in all directions. Sure, it did seem to stop at the ocean, but that was only one of four directions, and the north and south seemed to sprawl on forever and ever. But the boy had not asked of the ocean, he had asked of everything else. Of the world to the north, south, and east of his home.

"I've been to many places in the past few weeks," replied Ovaltine. "I first visited a mountain called 'Nova Peak,' which is led by Scimitar. Then I met with a member of Redtail Rise, though he did not give his name. After that I stumbled upon some wetlands, though I'm not sure of their name." Ovaltine had also run into a lone wolf there, but it seemed of little importance to the information he was currently coughing up. "Then there was Bearclaw Valley, where I met a lady named Scarlett. I passed through some flatlands, met with a young one-eyed girl in Blackfeather Woods. Backtracked a little to visit The Sunspire, and I was greeted by a lovely dark lady. And now, here I am in these spooky woods."