After their break at the river, they were rested and refreshed enough to continue walking along it to the village. The river widened as they journeyed further along it, and they started to sea boats floating along it, some of them transporting goods, others carrying fisherman who were pulling in the last of their nets for the day. The sun was starting to set, and the road was busy with people heading to the village.
“Nashtra!” Therese whispered as she ran up to his side suddenly. “Do we have to be careful out here, too?”
He glanced down at her, uncertain as to what she meant.
“The noir beasts,” she whispered.
He gave a long, understanding aahh. “Yes,” he replied. “Judging by the way everyone is hurrying, there are more of them.”
Just then, they overheard a man calling to his family to hurry. Then several others hurried along their own friends and co-workers. There was definitely a sense of urgency in the air. This village had walls around it too, wooden planks reinforced by metal bars; even the gates had had metal added to strengthen the thick wooden doors. It looked as though that done their best to make it look nice, but had had limited time in which to do so. Cerys also noticed that parts of the walls and gates were marred by blackened scratches, and she wondered what had been going on to cause such damage.
As they made their final approach to village, they could see that even the harbor, where the river passed through the village, had been secured. It seemed that the village straddled the river, and Cerys was eager to see what it looked like inside.
“They have added to it since my last visit here,” Nashtra noted.
The guards treated him at the gate, and let his party pass through without question. They were well inside the village with a heard the gates closing firmly and the guards ordering the bars to be pulled down across them.
“We head to the inn first,” Nashtra told them. “We can put our packs down and get supper while it is still fresh.”
“I don’t know what I’d rather do first,” Peter said, “eat or wash the dirt off.”
“At least if we eat first, we won’t rush through our baths in order to fill are bellies,” Bayani replied. “I look forward to relaxing after a nice meal.”
Peter gave a slight nod of agreement.