The continued on and camped and then in the morning they were once again on the move. At Timberlane's urging they picked up the pace some, he was wanting to avoid a fight with the Orcs and Undead. They had been lucky the last time, but this time they might not be so lucky. Two days they traveled fast and only rested the horses. It was at the evening of the second day that the little bird that had been seen two days earlier returned to Timberlane and spoke to him. He smiled as he turned to the others. They have turned south in hopes of meeting us coming north. We managed to pass them and get further north. But they will soon realize their mistake and turn around. We will ride hard again tomorrow to put some distance between us and them.<br/><br/>The mountains were getting closer and the Northern Pass was only maybe three or four days away. Once they reached the Pass then they could make it through the mountains and be well out the reach of the Orcs. But then they had to probably deal with the Undead forces Morgan would send. Still Timberlane felt that uneasy feeling in the air and it seemed much closer now then it had before. This troubled him for he knew some evil thing was out there, perhaps waiting for them.<br/><br/>The next three days of riding was hard and tiring but the Fortress came into view and beyond it the Northern Pass. But to the War Band that they had missed and the main force of the Orcs were spotted as well. The War Band comming up on them from the south was the closet and could reach them before the would make the fortress. But even then it was deserted, not being needed for hundreds of years.