Grace was most grateful for the sudden gift of a seemingly enchanted longsword. However they linger upon the fork in the road for long enough and the Captain would take the initiative to lead on the left path that leads further away from the riverside. With the sounds of water fading from their hearing the wildlife could still be heard. It was a good sign that nothing big was hunting right now.<br/><br/>Soon enough the group cones across a break in the treeline and takes note of smoke in the distance just ahead and to the right. There was a rather tall but menacibg looking wall of spikes and they can still see through the gaps several homes. Some kind of hamlet. They can see several small huts made of fallen and cut trees with broad leaves and straw used for roofing and keeping the huts walls air tight.