Relieving Wall

The road stretched ahead in a narrow and winding line of packed dirt, worn smooth by countless feet and wagon wheels over the years.

On either side, the forest still stood around them, dark and dense, though less oppressive and dangerous than before. The trees leaned in close, their branches forming a partial canopy that dappled the path with shifting patterns of light and shadow.

Every so often, a breeze would rustle through the leaves, making the world feel momentarily alive with soft whispers. But for the four aadventureres its only make them jump in alert.

For nearly an hour they walked this way after coming out of the forest with surrounded by trees, dry and hard earth beneath their boots, the air still carrying the scent of moss and damp wood.

The weight of the forest was still around them but with each step, it loosened its grip. There were no more attacks now, only the steady rhythm of their march and the muted calls of distant birds.