"No, my lord, we don't have as much in our granary as we would have liked. The winter came early this year, just like this unprompted war. Most of our serfs have already journeyed to Pyron. We didn't have much time or many men, so it's barely enough to keep us alive if the winter continues as it started."
This was the third large village where they had asked for extra rations, but the answers were the same everywhere: early winter, a lack of manpower, and the war no one asked for. Even bringing only 25 people instead of a full platoon had made it difficult to find food for them. Their rations would only last one more day, and this was just the third day of their journey. Yesterday, most of the day was wasted navigating through the constant snowfall, trying to find the right path without getting lost in the limited visibility while staying alert for roaming monsters and beasts.
