The small forest trails.

The state of my finances cannot let me afford a horse and there are no caravans or coaches taking those small road.

At least I have a map that I take the time to study while walking on the small road to the edge of the forest and beyond.

I find a good pace and get on with my trip, the more I get away from Taranis the less people I come across, Gnash is lumbering behind me, the large muscles of the trolls and orcs gladiators used to build it make its large frame move at a speed that seems incredible for its size.

Barely three miles in the forest I come across the first fork in the complex network of paths and trails.

The one on my left is wide and the many deep tracks left by some carts and chariots, it look like the more busy of the two roads.

The one on my right is narrower and darker, the road is barely defined and seldom used.