A Journey

The Old man called out "Midnight" and a big black crow
Swooped down from the rooftop of the small cottage with
a loud "kaw, kaw". Clemm grabbed his pack and meticulously
Moved about his home adding things to the bag for his journey.
He went to the mantle above the fireplace where he kept his
throwing knives and his hand axe. He slid his knives into his
harness and secured his axe on his right hip.
He shoulder his pack and slung his bow and moved towards
the door. He took the beaver hat and placed it on his head.
He reached for the staff near the door and firmly wrapped his
Hand around it. He took a deep breath and stepped outside the
Door. " Where will this path lead me" Clemm whispered to himself.
" Let us go now," he barked. And he moved towards the trail leading
Northwest towards the river. The Halfling,Dwarf and Elf set off right behind him. Borri soon had a walking tune he was whistling as they moved slowly through the trees ........The Crow followed.