With the Dawnway blockade broken and the undead scattered, hope flickers once again for the people of Korpivaara Ferry. Wagons creak, voices murmur, and the long column of refugees begins its trek south toward Pakkaheim—the only safe haven left in the vale.

But the Sarvasika have not given up the chase.

Scouts report multiple forward raid parties pushing along the treeline, moving fast and traveling light—boar riders, berserker outrunners, and grim hunters following the scent of smoke and fear. Their aim is clear:

Break the line of retreat.
Slaughter the defenseless.
Claim Korpivaara’s survivors for the Ashen Hand.

To give the refugees a chance, a group of adventurers must ride back up the road they just fought to clear, locate the enemy’s advance elements, and destroy or delay them before they reach the fleeing villagers.

The duty is grim.
The ground is bitter and cold.
Every hour the horde draws nearer.

But without this stand, there will be no one left to save.