The group begins traveling out, its knowledge of the cultist's fate or even her name left unknown, and her body unburied for the strong-stomached scavengers in the forest to enjoy. As they move out, the storm starts to pick up very slowly, and light starts to fade as the gray clouds overhead thicken... but Xarithe's good at picking out paths that don't bog down in mud as the rain starts to wash over dirt paths, and in areas that don't have much undergrowth to slow their progress overmuch. In this sort of whether, Albali's more used to settling into her cottage and waiting it out, but as long as it doesn't get much worse there's no reason to panic. Ain- though much smaller- has an easy time navigating low over the trees, able to clearly see that the bulk of the lightning is to the north. Storm's worse up there, it seems, though there's another band of dark clouds rushing in from the west. His main job is scouting ahead, however, and the raven dedicates most of his eyeballs to that. No other cultist ambushes show themselves under his gaze- if they're on or near the path, they're hidden with rare talent to not be seen by the bird. He does spot two or three traps laid on the path but they're mostly crude things- snares, shallow pits, and so on. More suited to catching game or trapping lone and raw would-be rescuers than as a serious deterrent to someone armed and dangerous; with forewarning relayed through the witch, it's child's play for Xarithe to keep everyone away from any nasty surprises. There aren't even any cultists waiting by the traps to launch an attack on the unwary.<br/><br/>A few hours pass, and Ain comes within sight of- since it's the only building in the middle of the jungle- what presumably must be this 'temple'. It's not a very... opulent affair, made of what look like mud bricks bound with straw. It isn't small- it's a single large building with three wings extending like arms from a central chamber, and from a distance Ain can figure that it's too big to only house a dozen people. Perhaps they're planning on growing. A few figures move around, but far away as he is the raven can't make much out other than that they're wearing the same robes that the two recently-digested orcs were wearing before the next band of the storm hits. The wind intensifies, driving Ain down to a safe landing not far off the path a safe distance from the temple, sheltering as best he can under a thick patch of canopy to keep somewhat dry. A few miles and minutes back, the storms intensify among the group as well. There's enough light for even Eiyre with her human eyes to be able to step lively and avoid any holes in the ground, so Xarithe's guidance continues to be able to keep them moving. It's a much less pleasant hike, though, as the stronger winds and denser rains start to blow water at an angle into and around people's faces as they try to move through the woods. Still navigable, and with the druid's help the hike doesn't seem to be taking much out of them, but fighting in these conditions would be a slippery, ugly affair. Wouldn't have to worry about that for hours yet, though- even at their slower pace, from how far Ain is the party should be able to at least reach the temple by sundown if they don't delay.<br/><br/><br/>[[Survival roll for Xarithe:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/142143">Survival (Xarithe)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+13</span><span style="font-weight: bold">24</span>beats the DC by enough that the benefit extends to everyone, so once the storm hits everyone will be moving at half speed but with bonuses to any fort saves that might occur. Additionally, the wind's enough that ranged attacks and perception checks and fly checks are at<span style="font-weight: bold">-2</span>for the duration of the storm. From what he saw earlier, Xarithe figures the storm should last until evening or so at least, it didn't seem like a particularly small band of clouds. Lightning's hitting, but not close enough to pose a real threat. Ain failed the fly check to stay airborne and has safely taken shelter on a low branch a half mile or so from the temple. ]]