Brush

The brush lies west of the village, an undergroth of small trees and low bushes. The village gets most of its firewood from here, as well as thatch for baskets and other hand-crafts. There's a broken trail of twigs and sticks, most likely the path that the mysterious rider fled through, still clearly visible even after some time.

A sign pointing west has the words 'The Dark Woods' on it. Only the bravest and the most foolhardy go in there, as it is very easy to get lost in; a maze of winding paths cutting through overgrown thickets, the trees so gnarled and tall that it is perpetually dusk, not to mention the vicious creatures that dwell within. Only a few persons have the knowladge to enter the woods and be able to return safely; luckily Hopkins is one of them. Yet even still the most experienced know that the woods are different from day to day.

{if enterwood = true}That's enough of The Dark Woods for one day.{else}The Dark Wood is a dangerous place.{endif}