Returning to the camp felt faster than moving from it but it was merely the common trick of the mind. They were however making good time returning to the riverbed. The Captain recalled the ambush that took place here and drew his blade forth in order to be ready in case something else happened. Upon their return they could see that the waters had slightly risen up. A log had wedged itself into the river and proves to be the culprit but for now it was fine. The road was now soaked with water that hoof deep but ablet to be crossed easily.