On the road.

With a final look back at River's Edge, your home for the last 19 years, you turn around and walk down the dirt path leading away from the village. Your half-plate makes a chinking noise with each step. The weight of what is happening is only starting to settle in your stomach. Behind you laid everything you had ever known. Infront, laid the great unknown.

The first stop would be the nearby town of Barrowden. It was only a day's walk from River's Edge, and by now it's already midday. The matron of the monastery had suggested it, and you figured there wasn't a better destination. There were shops there, and an inn. There were likely to be quests aplenty, and many people to be helped... As well as some coin to be made. You smile when thinking about what you could buy! You've never made any money before, and all the possibilities of what you could spend your hard earned coin on makes your head spin. Maybe you could try **** for the first time! Maybe you could buy some nice food from the tavern! Licking your lips at all these delicious possibilities, you make good time in your travel towards Barrowden.

The day passes without much event. You hum softly to yourself, trying to keep entertained. In all the stories that you listened to growing up never included the long travel that heroes had to do. This was boring.

When night began to fall, you find a small clearing deeper into the woods. Thinking it would be a good place to make camp, you lay out your bedroll, strip out of your armour, but stay in your cloth undergarments, start a fire, and fall asleep beside it, exhausted from your journey.