Journeying on

By the time the rain finally let up, the sun had long set.

As they finally crawled out from under the wool blanket and stretched their now tight limbs, Venus looked at Bwen.

“Is it still safe to go now? I was warned the woods get more dangerous at night.”

Bwen considered. “We’re close enough that’s it’s probably safer to move on, than risk sleeping overnight in one spot. We should move before it gets to dry out here though, things will start moving before long. Give me one sec to change my bandage now that it’s dry enough and we can get going.

Luckily moonlight still made its way through the thick canopy and Bwen began gingerly unraveling the bandage from his arm that had been hit with the goblin hatchet.

“Huh? I definitely thought it had been bigger than that.” Bwen said in surprise.

Venus looked and found he was right. It had turned effectively from a gash to a cut. Her ability had definitely helped. She thought about telling him the reason, but ultimately elected against it.

No need to give him an excuse to try and come find me for ‘healing’ every time he has a scrape or bruise in the near future.

Been spoke again. “I guess I was just being dramatic. I’m sure it looked worse while it was bleeding.”

“I’m glad it’s not too bad Bwen,” she said sincerely “Can we get a hustle on though? I’m getting a bit nervous here in the dark.

They continued on. After about a half hour woods turned into farmland and by the end of their first hour of walking they could see faint signs of woodsmoke and houses.