Having properly prepared yourself for the task at hand and bolstered by the power of the goddess, Asiria would travel towards where the attacks had been starting. The woods themselves had remained safe so far...no incursion had reached the forest. So it was deemed safe for those who usually guarded the woods to check out the disturbances being caused by the more settled areas nearby. As a priestess with some amount of seniority it was decided that you were competent enough to travel alone...although of course help was available if things became too troubled.<br/><br/>Your trip to the villages would be left incomplete for the moment...it was approaching nightfall, the sun dipping down towards the horizon, when you would stumble across an isolated farmstead. Nothing uncommon about seeing them...this one was closer to the woods than any other you've seen, but there was nothing strange about it. Except...no, there was something wrong. Nothing that you could point to and say "This is bad". Just...your instincts tell you that something had gone wrong at this farmstead.