In the early morning, bright sunlight shone on the broad roads around Wilderness Town as a party of nearly two hundred approached from the south.
Caroline had finally agreed to Allen's suggestion and brought the wounded to Wilderness Town for further treatment.
However, Caroline had sent another companion, Baren, the chief of Oak Village, home ahead of them with the remaining villagers.
Her thinking was that if anything happened, they would not all be wiped out. If nothing went wrong, establishing ties with Wilderness Town and Allen might make life much easier for all three villages. At the very least, they should be able to borrow some food. If all else failed, they could work off the debt.
This winter had been much harder on the three villages than previous years. After all, there was still more than a month before nature truly began to revive, and January in Rhovanion was far from warm.
Although Caroline felt that venturing into an unfamiliar place was indeed somewhat dangerous, it was worth a try for the sake of the wounded and to help the villages' elderly and children survive the winter.
Allen had no idea how many thoughts were running through this cautious young woman's mind. He had plenty to consider himself.
To make sure the trip had not been wasted, Allen had instructed Deshavi to take most of the mounted archers and continue accompanying Tyr as he surveyed the rest of the Old Forest Road. At the very least, they needed to produce a plan for repairing it.
He himself returned to Wilderness Town with his other men and the Northmen, taking another step toward his plan to reopen the Old Forest Road.
Besides that, after he had hacked those Wargs to death, Allen's Simulator, which had been silent for so