[[war]]

The sun pierced the clouds overhead, the scent of soot still lingering over the hamlet perched on the cliffs above the rushing river. People milled around, doing business or just wandering, the look of stunned acceptance on some of the faces of the refugees that still trickled in from the farmlands. Corrben headed towards the merchants but spotted the fair hair and familiar figure. He turned on his heel and headed towards her, a tentative smile on his face.