Steeping back onto the ground, my flight spell must be wearing off soon, after 9 minutes of solid flying. Looking at the two paths before wandering down the southwest. Going down the path that looks to be used the most, since that has to lead to some sort of location out here in the middle of nowhere.<br/><br/>Keeping silent as I can while walking, trying not to be much of a disturbance out here in the middle of the swamp.<br/><br/>(move silently of natural 20! WOO!)