Dawn broke over New Haven with a quiet stillness that held the promise of the journey ahead. The cool air was laced with the scent of dew and the faint aroma of woodsmoke from the early risers preparing breakfast. George felt a familiar mix of anticipation and resolve as he checked his gear one last time, making sure every piece was ready. Today wasn't just another patrol or supply run, this was a mission to secure something that could fortify New Haven against the countless threats waiting in the shadows.
As the sun crept over the mountains, casting a warm glow on the valley below, the members of the expedition gathered in the square. Each one carried a pack filled with essentials, their expressions a mix of excitement and determination. Around them, friends and loved ones offered quiet words of encouragement, last-minute hugs, and reminders to be careful.