--No, not really.
And so it turned out. After about two and a half hours, Mayven and June knocked on the door of the first village house they came across. A short, stout man with a kind face opened the door.
--What are you doing here so early? -- he said in a hushed tone. -- My wife hasn't left yet; she'll notice, -- he looked more closely at the halfling and the yoru. -- Are you not from our village?