"I agree," Cyrdic breathed, placing a hand on Camilla's back to reassure his companion. She looked to him and gave a smile that caused his heart to stir. "And to tink, I had once wanted to trav'el" she quipped. He grinned. "Next time somewhere with less Chaos," he whispered. Ivan spurred them onwards, and Skaldi nearly barreled into Cyrdic and Camilla. Not for lack of vision, but for a single minded determination to get where he was going, edging them on as well. 

The tall grass brushed Cyrdic's jawline as he ran, half crouched in their travels, save Skaldi who simply hustled and kept up. As they waded through the sea of grass, Cyrdic's mind caught up with him and he wondered about Camilla's eyesight being so acute. It's true, he felt she had better eyesight than he before his sword began to imbue him with a few minor blessings of Ulric, ones he still wasn't entirely certain he deserved. But after that, though his sense of smell and hearing surpassed his eyes, his night vision had become very good. He wasn't sure he could have spotted the chaos marauders with such accuracy as she did. But Dietrichia had revealed there was no taint on Camilla. He would need to talk with her soon. 

A curt cry up front caused Cyrdic's heart to skip a beat, followed by a grunt from Ivan. Cyrdic and Camilla had to inch forward a bit more to see Ivan holding Konrad by the man's backplate, the only thing keeping him from falling nearly 30 paces to the next level as the plains began to plummet into the mountain range. Ivan yanked him back with his burly strength. Konrad looked as if he had just witnessed a blood sacrifice, his eyes were so wide. 

"Thank you, herr Petrovich," Konrad breathed. 

"Da, do not mention it." Ivan said merrily, clapping the man across the cheek. He had attempted to reassure him by smacking his shoulder, but the dark and the grass messed up his aim, and he slapped him. "Och, sovvy! Sovvy," Ivan said, suddenly feeling quite embarrassed, and Konrad quite dazed at the unexpected blow. Cyrdic shook his head. Yantz pipped up. "Make it up to him by carrying him, we need to go around." 

"There are caves," Dietrichia suddenly said. Her pupiless eyes suddenly normal as all looked to her, and she pointed southwest. "We go round this drop, and go down another level. There will be caves...a great schism of land once occurred here." Konrad blinked lazily, trying to regain his senses. "How can you tell, Fraulien?" he asked, wary of the witch but still not above using her knowledge to get to a place they could rest. 

"I go by what the stars guide me." 

"If there's caves, I'll find them. Follow me." Skaldi grumbled, and headed southwards less than a mile, the rest following until they made it to a steep slope and gave them an uncomfortable and jagged road down to the next, much smaller plateau than then descended into the mountainous slopes that separated the lands of the Chaos marauders with those of the Chaos Dwarfs and their fortresses of darkness. 
[@Penny]