Ad aspera

The journey takes about three hours and passes without incident – only the guards at the eastern gate, whom Unus knows, give a casual bow and, for some reason, smile after the paladin.

The road veers away from the main northeast road, and after leaving the lime-covered track, the horses have to trample through the spring mud quite a bit. The village itself, which appears to house about a hundred to a hundred and a half people, is unremarkable in terms of poverty or wealth; only there seems to be less livestock than one might expect. The deputy elder bows to the newcomers.
– So, you're here about Naker's head, right? It's over there, by the pond. – the peasant waves his hand towards the northeast.