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Sherry packed her bags, doing her best to make sure she had everything she could possibly need. These quests, while not overly difficult, were taxing, and she had nearly starved to death last time. She was a little sad to see that her supplies had been cut this time, too, though not as badly as last time.

"Makes sense though," she muttered to herself. There were a lot of knights in the area, and they would all need to eat. Only so much could be spared for quests and the like. She would just have to make do.

"We can handle this, right, Stan?" She gave the horse a pat before swinging into the saddle. "Alright. Let's be off."

The forest was warmer, somehow. Sherry didn't think she liked that fact. She knew that decaying things were warm, and living things. She didn't want to think about either of those waiting just off the forest path. She would rather think that the forest acted as some sort of blanket for itself, keeping heat under its canopy. That was a much more pleasant thought.

There were lots of other pleasant things to think about, too, and Sherry might have even thought about if she hadn't noticed the bag settled in the middle of the path.

It looked like it had fallen from a horse or maybe even a cart. Sherry, trusting as ever, walked right up to the parcel and opened it. "I hope someone didn't need this," she said.

The bread was very stale, indicating it might have been there some time. But there were other things inside the bag. Things Sherry could eat. Sherry didn't see the point in letting anything go to waste, so she took it. All of it. Even the stale bread.

She was not going to starve this journey.