'Very well' Aysia said 'follow me, stick to the trail, eventually it gets to the point where it doesn't look like a trail at all but trust me, it's there' she said to them, and she stepped into the woods, and onto a faint, yet discernible trail for them to follow. Initially, it was light, and there was enough room among the canopy for light to filter down to the forest floor. There were a few other trails visible as well, indicating that this part of the royal preserve was visited often, and had permanent trails for the king and his family to enjoy should they wish to. After ten minutes or so, things began to get decidedly darker, the trees and foliage was thicker, and the brush began to get more overgrown. This part of the woods was old, ancient and almost seemed to be alive, possibly brooding. There was no doubt that out here, were some older fey inhabitants, although they were choosing to remain aloof and hidden at the moment. No doubt there was a treant or two making this area home as well. As they moved, true to her words, the trail almost disappeared, and then after a few more minutes, they emerged into a clearing. It was at this point that they knew they were far from the center of the community, and truly getting into the wild and undisturbed part of the realm. In the center of the clearing, was a stone marker, an obelisk roughly six feet high.