“I have heard of similar sightings in the mountains next to our forests, but even then they were rare and I have never before heard of their presence within the trees. I wish you good luck. Its description makes it sound frail, so to survive it may have some magical abilities. If you kill it, bring its body here, we may find a use for it,” the elven leader explains as the whole tribe, save for the medic sitting watch to the two humans, gather around to wish you good luck and extending an open invitation for your return someday.<br/>With a light heart from such nice company you continue through the forest, making good time. With the song of the birds and rustling of the undergrowth you are seldom alone, but you do not meet any other tribes. A couple of small streams offer their refreshing water, but for food you are limited to what you carry, and the risk of some coloured plant. After 4 hours but which time the shadows are beginning to lengthen, you hear a screech and see two young monkeys playing on a tree up ahead, indicating you are making progress.