[i]Three days later, wilderness north of Tarkin's Point...[/i]

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"Should be gettin' close, I think," the old man said, pausing for a few moments to rest against the remnants of a stone archway that told of a structure, perhaps a church or an outpost, that had stood here once upon a time, evidence of the civilization that had once populated this now wild territory.

Edwina, fully recovered from the ordeal on the road with the highwaymen, dismounted from her horse so that she could get a closer look at the structure. "So the stories really are true!" she said, excited to finally see something to confirm the rumors that there were perhaps hidden riches yet to be discovered. She had been starting to doubt they were really going to find the ruins of the ancient city, but now it felt within reach. 

She looked back at her companions, now just Straw, Alya, and Hugh. The others had parted ways back at Tarkin's Point before she had really gotten to know them. "Any of you ever delve into ruins before?" she asked, wondering how to even begin looking for treasure. 

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The drow sat very still, examining the new arrivals from his dark, well concealed hiding spot. He was taking note of each traveler and the weapons they carried as well as speculating on what price each might fetch at the slave market.