Traveling was a tad bit difficult, if for no other reason than because she wasn't exactly used to the terrain.  Her goal made her determined however, and even though her guide informed her that there was nothing to be found, Ivory was positive he was wrong.  She could feel it in her bones.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, her bones were proven wrong.<br/><br/>She'd gotten a few interesting tidbits from the ruins, there was mention of some sort of God deeper in the forests, but it wasn't getting dark; and there didn't seem to be any way to convince her guide to spend the night.  Not that she really wanted to sleep in the woods....she still had this feeling at the back of her neck, as though she was being watched.  It left her feeling nervous, she didn't like it.  Not one bit.<br/><br/>So, the guide took her back to the village, leaving her extremely frustrated.  All that knowledge, all those discoveries, just a few miles away.  And where was she? In town, returning a donkey to its proper owner.<br/><br/>"I wish to leave town again, first thing in the morning." Ivory Dove explains to her guide, though she was seriously considering shopping for a new one. One who would be more willing to extend travel time....<br/><br/>During the night,she spent her time in her room, flipping through her textbooks, trying to force more information into her brain.  The normal nighttime activity for the woman. She'd closed her window, still feeling nervous of the near constant feeling of being watched.