Augusta squinted her eyes as Donovan had spoke, but offered no words to the man as he left.  There was a small bit of disappointment that showed on her face as Nick parted with them.  "Farewell, Nick.  Until the next we meet.  Don't mention my power!"  She wasn't sure if the guy heard her, but with that, she turned north herself, satisfied that they kept the seed and Octavia safe.  "It's good to have you along for this second ride into hell, Isidore." She mentioned as the three moved on in silence.  As they trudged along their path, Augusta worked on a spell that would provide warmth with the explicit thought that she might not quite find a great source of warmth for everyone. And Octavia seemed to be rather cold, the longer they moved until the sun started to descend over the mountain.  

"It's becoming a bit colder now."  Augusta mentioned as the came towards the base of the mountain.  Still, Octavia seemed quite uncomfortable with the temperature at the moment.  The hound seemed to be... Plant-like so hopefully, the healing fire she held wouldn't be terrible bad for her.  She cast it in her hand.  It was definitely warm.  More comfortable than the winds around them all at the moment.  "Alright, here my darling, this should be warmer."  Her hand that held the flame lowered slightly so it could radiate to the dog better.  As they started up the animal trail, they noticed a light and the smell of cooked meat.  A god-send it would seem.  Or perhaps a curse on their way up the mountain.  Either way, the would know soon.  Perhaps it would be someone they could negotiate with.  Regardless, they needed to press on.  

Isidore passed the boar skin to her so he was free to move.  Understandable, but still.  "Let's hope it's someone we can negotiate with."  The elven woman mentioned as the moved up to the camp.  "I'm all eyes."  She made sure her hand that wasn't holding the healing fire was free just in case she needed to sling a spell.