"This is the way the jungle leads me," Galaenya declared. She beckoned for her companions to follow, starting down the hidden trail and entering the trees. Archemedes bounded several paces in front, head bobbing side to side as the scents of the jungle enticed his attention. The rushing water of the stream could still be heard at this distance. The orc had reminded them to follow the water; Galaenya kept his words in mind.
	After several minutes, the trail had risen in elevation, and Galaenya found herself at the edge of the high ground.