After meeting with the commander at the small refugee settlement at Garethsford the newly assembled party rides west with the King's Token. As you ride you see nervous village-folk and wary militia. The fighting does not appear to have reached this region but you meet many people fleeing east to escape Sterich and the magical disaster that has engulfed Istivin.
The journey takes the most of 5 days, the crowded roads and poor conditions after the storm making it near impossible to ride hard. The air is still cool and wet from the passing rain and the long ride and dreary campfires make it a perfect time to talk with and perhaps understand new comrades.