[center][h3] Regan Hadou
Silverbranch Glade[/h3][/center]

This was a wonderful walk through a rich forest and all, but something... Was missing. Regan was sorting through the information she'd gained from the interrogation in her head. It wasn't much, but she got a lead taking her south, to the coast. She was on her way there, when she noticed the forest was unusually quiet after the earlier ruckus. She looked around, done trying to squeeze more information out of what she'd heard earlier.

Then she heard something loud, like some kind of explosion, or like something smashed into something else. "Oh. That's different." She frowned softly, following the noise deeper into the forest. It continued for a while before it stopped. She hadn't found the source, but she remembered which way it was. She pressed onward, eventually finding an area where the leaves had been knocked off the trees, more littered the ground here then elsewhere, and they grew thicker this way. Eventually, following her direction from earlier and following the pattern of more fallen leaves led her to some kind of old ruin? Older than that old mall, that was for sure. She got a sense of power from the place, and she decided it might not be wise to intrude.

Yet, this definitely seemed to be where the ruckus from earlier was centered. No leaves had settled in the center of the area. It didn't seem like an altercation had taken place, she saw no corpse or any fresh destruction that would have been suggested by the earlier noises. She smelled burning... A fire? Probably best not to disturb whoever was within. That could be unnecessary trouble. With nothing more to investigate, the woman turned from the place and continued to wander into the woods, the gentle power of Green Earth trickling into the ground.

[@Cello]