Within the walls of Raek Village, Sir Rhodri Belvin sat astride his aging horse, wearing armor he never thought he'd don again as he shouted orders to the common people of his village.
"There is still room in the manor for women and children younger than twelve," Rhodri shouted as he waved for more villagers to enter the rambling home that served as the knight's manor in the village. The central hall was large enough to hold close to fifty people during a feast, and more than a hundred could be packed in if they removed the tables.
Removing the tables and placing them in the village square as an improvised barricade had been one of Sir Rhodri's first orders when a farm boy came running not long after first light, claiming that a caravan of demons was marching toward the village. Word had slowly trickled in from other farmers who had spotted not only the demons, but humans who might be captives.
