Maura rides just within earshot of the rest of the party, only a hundred feet ahead or so, more to put distance between herself and Draiss than anything else.<br/><br/>Daminor shrugs. "I don't know why she's upset, then... seems perfectly reasonable to me." "It's because you're a<em>human</em>," Cerul adds, dryly. "My sister is an elf, and one tied to nature. If I'm not mistaken, her problem was with the skeleton, yes? The negative energies are the antithesis of her beliefs. I imagine it's as bad for her as it would be if Draiss used his magic to interrupt you when you performed, completely ruining your song." "Ehh, when you put it like that, I guess I can understand..."<br/><br/>The forest path is clear for a majority of the way to the bridge; an extremely old forest giant lives in the ruins of an old fort, off the path, a few hours ahead, though nothing else seems poised to threaten them on their journey.<br/><br/>(Random number generators are so odd; I roll 4 d%, and all four end in a 1.)