Greatwater Lake but he sang louder and louder inside the house

Clarence frowned in thought. A traveling pack, that needed a place to stay? 

"There's a forest, south of here," he explained, figuring that it wouldn't hurt. There was no one who lived in the haunted woods anymore, after all, so who'd even care if they sheltered there for a while? "Nobody lives there, anymore, and it's sheltered." 

Maybe Cenric and his little pack could find use of it.