I left The Mud and walked through Woodsbury proper, it were rainin', o' course... Soggy hike to Torsbury and I did not like the look o' the folks camped out there, so I strolls through like I owns the place and kept going to Stoke. Wish I'd headed that way in the first place, better grub in Stoke. They got a proper mead hall there, big fire in the middle an' all.