After another hour along, your climb has become much steeper and far rockier.  The trail you now follow is now harder to spot (which is a polite way of saying that it isn't always there).  Stranger still, the weather is turning--or at least some of it is turning!  There's a storm cloud brewing away over the mountain.<br/><br/>Not the entire range.  Just the top of this mountain.  And it's a peculiarly circular storm cloud, slowly spreading out to cover more and more of the surrounding land.<br/><br/>But you do not have quite enough time to worry about meteorological peculiarities, because there's a cave at the head of the trail you're following and it cuts deep into the stone flanks of this mountain.  It may well be that the Gray Ones lair here.