Larry
They exit through the open doorway into the muddy streets of the town. The gruff looking man takes out his map once more and looks up at the sky, before turning right and heading towards the exit of town towards the direction that Juna originally came from. If she follows him, he would guide the two of them out of town and far enough away that the only signs of civilization along the road would be the expansive fields. Going even further then that they would eventually re-enter the forestry that one flanked either side of the road during their travels. He suddenly turns off the road and heads into the forestry, weaving between trees and snapping branches that he cannot avoid with his sheer size. It would not be long until they come upon what looks to be a couple of sunken stone bricks in the earth beneath them. Several others nearby brought up out of the earth by the roots of the trees flanking them, he looks down and puts the map away. If she looks around she'd notice that the bricks though barely visible and in poor condition create some sort of path forwards. Without any words being exchanged the man walks forwards, stumbling occasionally over the rough road as he works his way further into the forest.
Marc
*Juna would follow him, her leather boots squelching with each step she took along the muddy path. Her Jackal kept close to her, testing out each patch of mud with a paw in memory of a time where he had once gotten stuck in a large puddle of it. Juna kept her gaze on the back of the man, keeping a couple fox-lengths behind him as he lead her out of town and back the way she had originally entered. As they entered the forest, Juna's ears instantly rose up with a feeling of alertness. There was some extra sense of familiarity being in a forest over that of a town, but still they were out on a mission and with what the people had warned her of earlier, she decided it was best to keep aware while out in Mentia. With every branch he snapped, her ears would flick towards the noise, becoming more conscious of them over her Jackal who would be sniffing around the new scents of the area. Eventually coming upon the sunken bricks, Juna would begin to slow her pace, wondering if they were nearing the place she was supposed to be scoping out. The Canifor was about to open her mouth as he looked down at the map again, but seeing him continuing anyways, Juna would follow him once more in silence. Each time he stumbled about along the road, she would become overly alert, unaware of whether or not there were other things to be looking out for in the forest with all the noise he was making. Juna preferred to keep quiet in unknown areas, but it seems it would be quite impossible with the man tripping about. Still though, she didn't speak, not wanting to interrupt the man as he tried to find whatever it was they were looking for.*
Larry
The mans heavy fur boots clatter against the worn stone bricks of this long forgotten path. Several times they splash water pooled within sunken bits of the road, or kick loose rocks off the pathway. Snapped branches litter the path he clears through the thickening brush. Birds chirp in fright and surprise as he disrupts their daily routines and Juna would likely hear animals of all kinds - foxes, rabbits, mice, etc fleeing in surprise at the mans loud approach. Several hours of following this decrepit path eventually leads to a semi-clearing. Within this semi-clearing is a large single story structure about the size of a modern day family house. Stone bricks make up the foundation and what looks to be a large tree pokes out of the top of the structure. A doorway entering into a dark room sits at the end of the path. There are no windows from this side of the building, and English ivy runs up and down the oddly symmetric grey stone brick walls. The man nods to the structure and says "You go. No come out unless cleared. Understand?"
Marc
*Nearing the structure, Juna would grow stiff at it. It was rather odd seeing this place in the middle of nowhere which only caused a more ominous feeling for Juna. She turned her gaze towards the man as he nodded towards the structure, meaning that this was the place she was meant to search. Why that was, Juna was still not quite sure. When he asked if she understood her task, she opened her mouth to respond only to shut it once more and nod instead. She gave a small hand gesture for Jace to come follow her as the two would make their way over to the doorway. Juna went still once more, eyeing the dark room as she tried to blink a bit to adjust to the gloom of it before eventually taking a step into the building with her Jackal close beside her.*
Larry
Each uncertain step guides her closer to the arch. Upon passing through the doorway she feels shivers arch down her spine as if something wasn't quite right here. Her eyes rapidly adjust to the low light conditions and she notices that this room - whatever it once was, is completely unrecognizable. Piles of junk - the smell of animal refuse, dry dead leaves, moss, and even mushrooms call this room home. There are two other door ways - one right next to her on the right and one in front of her. The one in front of her seems to lead into some kind of hallway meanwhile the one to her right leads into a room smaller then this one - with a large stone brick in the middle, what remains of a hearth, and more trash and dirt mounds. If she investigates the room to her right she'd notice that the hearth seems to have been made into a den for some creature long ago but sits abandoned, and besides that there would seem to be nothing else of note within the room. If she enters into the hallway the same signature piles of refuse would be present, but there would also be a musty smell hanging heavy in the air. There are two other entrances within the hallway - both seeming to lead into rather large looking bedroom sized rooms. One of the rooms is bathed in light from the mighty tree growing out of its floor and punching through the uniquely stone roof. If she enters the doorway leading out of the presumable kitchen she'd find herself in a room lined with stone shelves. Upon one shelf, would be a completely out of place wooden box - seemingly untouched by time, but definitely not something placed here recently...
Marc
*Juna would take note of the room, carefully scanning the ground for any sign of potential traps about within the growing bits of wilderness making their way into the room. Jace would sniff at the area, finding himself taking an interest into the ones that carried traces of other animals being here at some point as he would gradually make his way to the room at the right of the Canifor. Heading towards the Hearth, Jace would sniff at it a bit as he would take notice of some animal previously being here.*"Stay close Jace..."*She'd say quietly before turning to head down the hallway. Her Jackal would eventually snap his attention away from the hearth and follow after her. As she would see light coming from one of the rooms, she would head towards it to come to see it was the area where the tree had sprouted through.*"This place has to have been abandoned for ages if this tree was able to grow this much..."*She'd say, half to herself as she would try to explore the room further, Jace not being too far behind as he would enter after her.*