The storm is imminent will not have time to find a better refuge so I hide my weapons in my body, my hair messed me up with dirt some branches I place my coat well and I approach the group of travelers trusting their hospitality would ask for refuge since nobody in his right mind he would fight with a storm. I would say that I was assaulted on the roads that led me to this end of the forest. This way I will have the possibility to continue collecting information for the challenges that lie ahead