The forest was quiet for the most part, birds barely chirped and the only thing you might be able to hear is the sound of crickets or the slight rustling of trees from the wind. Riding through on a black mare, Carth could already feel something was wrong. He had noticed a darkness from the early morning morning to find that within the afternoon, the village was empty besides the monster that he had killed that lurked within. Having moved on and finding the path that the villagers took, went through that same road. Carth figured he could ask for information from the villagers when he was able to catch up. 

His horse stopped and stomped with unease, Carth looked to his horse and rubbed its neck in comforting hushed tones in hopes to help ease her discomfort. Looking about for the source of his companion's discomfort, he didn't see much if anything at all up until he heard a scream close by. From what Carth could tell, it was a scream that sounded much like a child's. Carth turned his mare toward the scream and raced to see if he could find out what happen and if he could help.