Hanging her duffle bag to dry on a nearby mangrove, Sonia finished her preparation by slinging a quiver containing a dozen of bolts and having her knife cleaned and sheathed. Wasting no time, it was time to depart, and they chose the path with less foliage blocking the way. 

It was a standard single file formation, with Sonia leading the way, followed by the orange-dressed petite woman, who, after a few small talks claimed to be under the name of Verdant. And that was the only detail she would be willing to disclose. It went without saying that Sonia would respect the code of silence, for such was the customary amongst the traveler and adventurers alike.

Behind her was the female sailor, followed by the old Gideon and Ryland who regularly exchanged friendly remarks to each other. Sonia was too occupied to join their banter but preferred to have them keep breaking the ice. It was good to keep the mood stayed positive.  

The forest was thick and the terrain was deceivingly uneven the party had to regularly adjust their path accordingly. Sometimes Sonia had to climb up a tree or use twigs and stones to determine their direction, and they kept moving to the south. 

Judging from the height of the sun, one hour have passed since the exploration started, and nothing seemed out of ordinary. There were few signs of water erosion on the ground, and this path must be part of a small river when it rains. 

Sonia glanced over at her party members. [color=a187be]"look alive everyone! The spring can't be that far." [/color]
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