The spirits were getting annoying, but for the moment he could just ignore them as if they were overly large fireflies. The cresting of the hill brought him to a stop, as he tried to make sense of what was below him. "Guessing going around is a bad choice, due to time it would take or things living on that route. Can you identify the spells down there?"<br/><br/>While Aurelia tried to figure out exactly how bad their situation was, he kept one eye on the valley to ensure the spells didn't come up, and the other occasionally on their surroundings to ensure nothing came up behind them. The second eye was only occasional because the living spells absolutely fascinated him, most of the time they were amorphous and indeterminate, but others he could almost see fragments of their spellcasters in them. It was oddly entrancing, and after a moment, he pulled out a canvas and used a spell to imprint the valley and its 'occupants' on it, before carefully storing the new picture in a slot. "Sorry, but I think that is something damned few have ever seen, or anything similar, and wanted to be able to share it back home with the others. What were you saying?"