"Alright, then..." Tyg says, giving you one last concerned look. "Be safe out there, Nadia."<br/><br/>And with that, the grig and her faerie dragon dart off into the darkness.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>The deeper you get into the forest, the more... unsettling... things seem. Perhaps it's just your mind playing tricks on you... or perhaps the faeries' presence had actually made the place seem more inviting for you. Whatever the reason, the world seems unimaginably dark by the time evening rolls around.<br/><br/>And to make matters worse, evening comes before you can find a good place to camp, so you're stuck trying to navigate your way through rapidly darkening woods, doing your best to maintain your northward path without injuring yourself... but eventually the straight-north trajectory becomes too difficult, and you're forced to step off the "path."<br/><br/>By the time darkness has well and truly fallen, you have traveled perhaps three miles north, and about a tenth of a mile east... and you find yourself looking at two clear(er) paths through the woods. One seems to be some kind of animal trail, the leaves and grass of the forest crushed down against the ground... the other, a path formed where trees growing too closely together has strangled out most of the forest's undergrowth. At this point, either seems appealing, in comparison to the weeds and brambles you've been fighting against for the past few hours.<br/><br/>((Can I get a Survival check, please?))