Tredora, while she believes that, doesn't seem to believe that that's the whole case, although she makes no further comment.<br/><br/>The avatar, once it leaves the city, will be able to take off at a loping run; while it'll reach the temple after they do, it won't be too terribly far behind, its stride devouring the miles, tirelessly.<br/><br/>The next day, they meet near Immastrel the Red's workshop, the older wizard coming out to greet them. "Now, just hold on tight, and we'll have you at Vraath Keep shortly..." He chants the spell, and the world around them seems to shrink to nothingness, then immediately explode back to regular size, in a completely different place, in the central courtyard of the keep that they captured, so long ago. "[color=]You should find the entrance to the pass, about three miles to the west of here, if it's still there, after all this time. Best of luck to you, and may Pelor watch over you.[/color]" Unless Draiss has something to say, a moment later, the wizard vanishes with a soft 'pop', leaving them ready to start the final leg of the journey.