Within the Hullack, west of the cross roads; along the path to arabel sits a bridge. This bridge well known as a place brigands set upon easy prey is a different sight this day. West of the bridge, the ground is scorched black in places and bodies of humans are left to rot. Blue cloaks and uniforms of the suns of Sembia scattered all over.
A single arrow holds up a cloak, below that a silver tree is emblazoned upon it.