This is the sharp part of the curse. If not, the Blackskin Family could have carefully migrated over the years, away from this area that could make them disappear at any time. Even if something strange might be activated on the way, as long as they were careful enough, there wouldn't be a big problem.
But dropping dead beyond fifteen miles has nothing to do with being careful or not.
"I trust you all, believe that everything you told Hog and me before is true."
Nine hours ago in-game time, Jali quietly left the village with the Woof Woof Team, took a deep breath under the silvery moonlight, bowed deeply to her benefactors in front of her, and then grinned, "However, there might always be a 'just in case,' so... if anything happens to me, please take good care of my nephew if you can, and look after him for a while if possible."
