"Thank ye kindly. If you end up having to stay over feel free to use the spare rooms, i'll even fix ye up dinner but I'm nowhere near as good of a cook as my wife was...getting better though." He half chuckled. Within a couple of minutes you were at the stables ourtside the gates, and a few minutes after that you were sat in the back of a farmers cart, cushioned by plentiful amounts of hey but being wary not to crush the boxes and sacks of supplies the farmer had picked up..
As the hours trundled past the scenery gradually became less and less urbanised, farmsteads now a much more common sight as dawn came without incident you passed through a small wood, the trees wearing their autumn coats while they prepared to sleep. Soon after exiting you came into a small farming village. Where Mr.Higgins recommended they ate their repast, since the farm was about two hours further up the road, almost near the edges of of the great woods. They'd be stopping int the village for a couple of hours first however while the horses were fed and watered, it also seemed like one of the sturdy mares had managed to knock a nail lose and would need seen to by the local farrier.