The Fly spell holds the distance but it seams weak, unstable at best no sooner then you set down on the other side dos your spell fail. You feel the low hum of electricity in the caller, it holds only for a moment nothing more then a threat but it is no less disturbing.<br/><br/>Ann holds on to you and giggles about flying like a bird<br/><br/>The road up the mountain continues up and around, the path turns stony as you head up. This night you find no shelter. But you do find a place ware the mountain pat becomes wider. Wide enough for you to use it for resting without fear of falling of if you clear out the shrubs and small dried up bushes<br/>