As the three of you leave the base camp and begin making your way towards the mountain, the path is clear. It would take at least a full day to make it to the base of the mountain. The day was sunny as the light peeked in through the canopy above. You all travel for a few hours without any sign of danger, even as you pass a handful of scrying eyes attached to stakes in the ground. The eyes occasionally lighting up a bit as you three pass by.<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Valanna</strong></span><br/>Your scrying eye is glowing as it floats just above your shoulder<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Selena and Valanna</strong></span><br/>Completely unaware of Nayla behind you for merely a moment, the two of you see a large grayish man step out from behind a tree. Carrying a large club in hand he steps out of the shrubbery and onto the main path, stumbling slightly as he does. Easily standing over both of you the Half-Orc grins as he looks over the two of you. "Be good gerls and drop yer gear. Make this easy on yerselves."<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Nayla</strong></span><br/>Staying behind the other two as the group walks you listen to the birds chirp, the wind rustling the trees, even a nearby stream, and then silence. Everything is quiet, even speaking doesn't produce a sound. You feel a pair of arms wrap around you as a complete stranger attempts to grab hold of you, but fails to get a firm grip on you. Turning to face the stranger you see a Human woman dressed in a scarlet red robe, a quarterstaff on her back. (You can not produce sound nor cast any spell that has verbal components. You also cannot hear anything)<br/><hr/>A couple of scrying eyes in the area begin to light up.<br/><br/>((Initiative Order, Nayla, Selenna, Valanna, GM))