The pale river stones climb through thorn vines and end at a wooded overlook. Dawn pales the eastern sky above Riverfell Village, revealing the farm below.
Behind its eastern fence, four armored guards stand at the gate while two patrol the drying fields. A brass bell hangs beside the main shed, still silent.
Fenced pens hold the captured fairies, their small wings and green cloaks visible between wooden slats. Sophia crouches nearby with her hammer ready, while the fairy hovers low.
the fairy
There they are. The eastern patrol will cross beneath us soon, and the gate guards will change when the sun touches the rooftops.
Sophia Honorforge
We have one narrow moment before the farm settles into its new watch. Lady, point out every path you can see.
A faint breeze carries dust, river damp, and the muted clink of tools from below. One guard pauses beside the bell, glancing toward the rising light.
Lady
The bell is close enough to warn every guard.
Prevent the farm bell from ringing