While her gut said left, Ziah decided not to leave it to chance. Cracking her back and taking a long swig from her waterskin, the ranger perched herself onto a stump and exhaled -- it'd been a long day already. Besides tracking, she'd have to start keeping an eye out for a campsite, and that would slow her progress a lot.<br/><br/>First, though, she had to pick a path. Still resting on her perch, the tiefling let her eyes wander, swaying from this branch, to that patch of ground, to those leaves -- seeking any sign of human, or humanoid, life that had passed this way. Preferably in large numbers.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>