Many of them were filled with baskets and the scouts were sure that the people of Brushcrest were trading with someone on that River, but they could not follow them far enough to find out with whom. On a hunch by one of the hunters, a few scouts crossed the river and made it all the way to the place where the settlement of Great Hearth once stood and here they found something surprising. Where generations ago stood a village was now only a few scatterings of a huts, each one with it's own palisade as if it was a tiny village. Two of them were occupied all the time, one the destination of the boats coming from Brushcrest, the other receiving boats that came from further up the Cold River. The other three tiny villages though seemed to belong to no one, for the scouts saw groups of travelers on foot going to them now and then, staying there for a moon or two as if it was their own, and then travelling on, leaving the huts behind for the next group to use.