From all the jostling and running, Adrian had sobered up considerably, but still felt the effects of intoxication. Adrian stood up, slowly, his whole world spinning. Shaking his head, slightly, and steeling himself, Adrian righted his posture. "Yeah, I think I'm good to walk." Adrian replied, running a hand over his face, and hair. Adrian looked around. They were near the forest that covered the side of the mountains. It was obvious, even in Adrian's current state, that the town was in a uproar, and the farther the group got from the town, the better. "Right. We're heading over the mountains, right? I'll lead." Adrian said, with a sense of authority. Despite the intoxication, Adrian had the remarkable ability to right his composure, and make it seem as if he was perfectly fine. Adrian began a slightly staggered march towards the mountains. In truth, Adrian had never made a mountain crossing before, but once again, the thrill of adventure began to propel Adrian to do increasingly stupid, and immature, things.