Every step Eilnear had taken was one of caution, even moreso once the fog had swept around her entirely. But eventually, her tiring pacing would end as she came across the structure that was almost seemingly built in the middle of the bridge. Somewhat odd but at this point, what wasn't? Slowly approaching the structure and being all the more wary of her steps, her eye would land on the engraving on the milestone, stopping in her paces to get a closer look.<br/><br/>She scanned over it numerous times, her brain considering multiple ideas of what cryptic the message could be. It might be a warning for the trials up ahead. Perhaps a traveler had lost their body along this bridge. Or even moreso a request of sorts, seeing that the milestone's engraver had possibly passed away and had their body stolen. And if it was a request...<br/><br/>"Agh!" The stalwart woman clenched her head as she screamed, that dark impulse further pressing its advances once again. After all, if this was indeed a request, that meant someone was needed to do it. Someone had to fulfill it. To serve it. To complete. And that person possibly desired a capable warrior to complete this request. And what better candidate than herself, right? Even if she wouldn't get a reward, it'd feel good to be needed, right? And so, her hand left her head, a devious grin crossing her face as she stood upright once again.<br/><br/>She was needed now. And that was that.<br/><br/>Eilnear would grip her axe handle in sweet anticipation, facing the direction she had been walking in this whole time. Whoever had taken this person's body would certainly pay by her hand, the warrior continuing her journey into the eerie fog with slight bit of pep in her step alongside her wary pace. Though in the back of her mind, she wondered what coins the milestone was referring to. Possibly the ones in her pocket? Maybe...