Tock nods, and sets off again with one last, somber look at the ruined outpost. As she walks, she drags a hand straight over the embers, collecting a handful of soot and rubbing it into her palms.<br/><br/>"I'm glad you've got an idea. That way you can point me at the people I'm going to break..."<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>True to Tock's word, you arrive at the edge of the tanglewood around 10:45 at night. It's been a long day, and you've both gotten some miles under your feet, but the orc woman doesn't seem like she's in any rush to relax. Rather, she tenses up as you get closer to the forest, and begins to sniff at the air.<br/><br/>"Something feels different, Lisra... The forest feels different from before, and I feel like the soot from that fire has lodged itself in my nose." She frowns and looks around, her eyes piercing the darkness easily. "You're better at this kinda stuff than me, from what I've seen... you noticing anything?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Please PM me a Survival check (not to track), and we'll start you off on the crawl. :)</div></div>