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	Garrett sat atop his steed as he encountered a Fotian roller-coaster of activity within the group. The tree was annihilated through fire, but that just made the toxins airborne and easily spreadable, the water just made the [i]blight[/i] seep into the mud and spread further beyond it's current reaches, and the purification spell seemed more suited for the likes of a global catastrophe rather than a sole tree used as a chaotic effigy. He sighed at this development within the party. He waved them to continue on their path onward through the forest.

	"[color=a0410d][b]Let's move![/b][/color]"
	
	In the consideration of the party's overtly anticlimactic response to the tree in terms of the powers they used to utterly destroy it Garrett knew they would either have to continue to show this type of force throughout their escapade, or tire themselves out and burn out on the side of the road at some point ahead on their journey. The latter seemed most likely. Garrett spurred the side of Acrid signalling the time to move onward. Garrett took a deep breath of the renewed smell of a fresh and clean forest. The one good upside is he didn't need to breathe through his teeth anymore. He stared at the path and the surrounding area adjacent to it, being the point-man of the formation he needed to be the most aware of where they were heading and what surrounded them, be it danger or not.

	[i]Soon after going forward the group would come across a crossroads. One that led to the left was towards the north east, going directly to Fotia. Another led to the east to Gaia. Another led to the South east to Tearia.[/i]

	Garrett stopped the group once again with a wave of his arm to analyze the signs in order to guide the retinue in the proper direction to continue their journey. The team needed to head to Fotia if he recalled correctly from the lush sendoff at Vrondi.

"[color=a0410d][b]Take note of the signs, we may be coming here many times on our venture.[/b][/color]"

	After gaining the bearings of a true sense of direction, he would start the group off with another wave, his own steed moving in kind, detouring towards the leftward path to Fotia. Despite any preconceived dealings within the group, the Fotian path was the most straightforward route to the mountain range past the area. Regardless, any complaints, claims, or quarrels can be had on the way to the city and detours will be made accordingly.

[@Jollan] [@Brithwyr] [@Dread] [@Guy0fV4lor] [@Rai]
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