Ameiko nodded. "I'll try to keep a better eye out. I'm not looking forward to running into her again."<br/><br/>Despite the lunch hour, no one else wanted to stop, and make themselves a target, so they ate while riding, and arrived at Ravenscraeg shortly before sundown.<br/><br/>The hills rise sharply ahead into a steep and craggy shale escarpment hundreds of feet high. Tucked into a narrow defile between two of these crags is a stone-and-timber longhall and tower, weathered and gray. The hall stands nearly one hundred feet above the base of the cliff, with only a single wooden stair climbing in a series of switchbacks up the cliff face to its front gate. All is silent save for the raucous caws of the ravens that congregate atop the hall’s tower and ridgepole high above.<br/><br/>"Oh,. good, just what we need," Flare muttered. "An easily-defended fortress to assault."