The journey from the hidden kingdom of Aeonfall was a stark departure from the tense, somber trek that had led them there. They left the Whispering Mountains behind, emerging from the perpetual twilight of the deep woods into the bright, warm sunlight of the open road. King Kōken had provided them with a sturdy, magically-enforced wagon laden with enough supplies to last them for weeks, a tangible symbol of their new, and deeply serious, alliance.