Hit the road.

The road is fairly quiet. We pass occasional groups resting or simply trudging along slowly carrying all they have. Almost no one is heading the opposite direction. Word of the attack has prolly spread already.

We expected to head out today, so we brought a good amount of dried fruit, sausage and other trail foods. I even found some odd coins stashed under what passed for a mattress.

By the afternoon we could see Little Big Town up on a hill overlooking the forest. It was a small town with one tower and rough wooden walls all around. A band of Orcs would have a rougher time here.