Pylia and everyone else agreed. While they were certainly stronger now, it was best if they could avoid combat instead of taking their chances. Ferric directed the mules off the road, going a fair bit a ways away from the stone building. Even during this clear calm before the storm, it was hard to make out any details of the ruins. It was made of stone and slightly bigger than it seemed from the angle they saw it from, but it was impossible to see who might be over there. Fortunately nothing seemed to go after the group as they passed the stone building.

Once they were in the clear Ferric got back onto the road and continued on wards. However taking that detour ate up quite a bit of time and soon the party could feel some raindrops fall on them. "Ah damn." Pylia cursed quietly as she pulled her hood up from her cloak. Ferric grimaced. "It's unfortunate, but nothing we can do about it. We'll just have to keep on moving. Son, get me my cloak please." Soon everyone cloaked up in preparation of the coming storm. And in the distance the party could see a hill in the distance, with a large tree at the very top.