Raegar continued cooking his campfire bread after putting some monster meat on a stick to hang over the fire. When the flames hit it, a delicious smell hit his nose, causing his stomach to growl.
He chuckled, flipping the bread over so it wouldn't burn as he noticed several carriages rushing toward Willowbank Village. Thanks to spending so much time in the darkness, he was able to see the settlement.
The village was built around a massive willow tree, its sprawling branches overhanging the banks of a river that he figured flowed into the West River. His gaze swept over the serene scene.
Nestled around the ancient willow tree, the village gave off a quiet charm. Homes of weathered stone, their thatched roofs golden in the morning light, lined the cobblestone streets that wound through the settlement.
