[color=f6989d]"Off we go, I suppose,"[/color] Faline said as she adjusted the straps of her pack on her shoulders before walking through the door into the main tavern hall. The tavern was empty, and the only sound was from them walking on the wooden planks to leave. It was early morning, and no one searched for mead until the evening. 

The group made their way out of town. The rain from the night before rested in the pothole where cobbled stones used to be. Birds chirped as the morning sun painted the sky with beautiful shades of pink and orange hues. They soon reached the edge of town where the dirt road wrapped through a meadow. Rabbits bound away from the footpath as birds flew off while they walked by.

Faline, with the map from her uncle in hand, took a deep breath of the fresh air and smiled. [color=f6989d]"Sunrise is my favorite time of the day. Everything is fresh and ready for the day,"[/color] she mentioned as she glanced down at the piece of marked parchment. [color=f6989d]"Looks like we are headed for that treeline on the other side of this meadow, and then we will be on the edge of the woods. We can stop there for a brief rest before continuing in."[/color]

Faline was trying her best to offset this odd feeling she had in the pit of her stomach. She felt as if someone was watching them. Besides the random farmer tending to his cows, they hadn't encountered anyone since leaving town. At least, no one that she had seen.