It has been a weary journey.

Not a very long journey, per se, but a weary boat ride to the ruined city of Dale. It's just a place to stop for now before the ache and fear set in on the people of Lake-town. Or the people left of what was Lake-town. As it turns out, seeing your home and family go up in flames is not very good for morale.

But even now, after slaying a dragon, after riding in a packed boat for much too long, Bard stands out as the people's leader. A pseudo king when they need him most.

"Stop here. Take shelter in these buildings." He calls down to the people. "Help the wounded."