The two women were equally ready to depart, and they left on the road just as the first rays of light were passing over the land.<br/><br/>The route towards Ravenscraeg is slow, passing through a thick bog, dotted with small copses and shale hillocks. Around noon, the trail winds its way through green bogs here. Swaying cattails grow thick in a shallow pool beside the muddy path, and tiny, colorful flowers dot the water’s surface.<br/><br/>A Perception check, DC 26, notices an unusual flicker of movement in one of the nearby trees.