She nodded, looking up and shaking her head before brushing off some crumbs from his face.
"Elderwood," she murmured, looking back to the map and putting a small line beneath the map. "Our own adventure."
She said this mostly to herself.
"Well we'll need supplies," she added, looking at him. "I'm sure we can get food from here and...."
She looked around and then leanted forward, "I took a hammer from my father's forge, and a small sword."
The hammer had been heavy, but the sword was even more so. The idea of leaving the village without anything would have been foolish, so she'd taken what her father had left behind the forge, stopping only long enough to leave a note for a father saying sorry and her name.