she'd find that, for the first half of her journey, the road would follow in the direction she wanted, and she was fairly quickly able to cover the distance, crossing over a small river with a bridge, that might have been difficult otherwise. As she got closer, though, the road would diverge, sharply, away from where the fire was, forcing her to head out into the woods, to reach the camp.<br/><br/>As she drew closer, she'd be faced with a steep drop off; she'd either have to scale down the side of this cliff, about thirty or forty feet, or go around and find a way down.