The group were able to find a hearty breakfast and leave the city without issue.  The instructions were not hard to follow, though with the quality of the donkey and cart it was slower going than had been suggested.  The first bit of the journey was in the company of many other travelers heading in either direction but, once they turned at the old gallows tree, the traffic vanished.  They had just reached the top of the rocky hill, jagged shards of shattered stones jutting into the air like massively oversized pieces of broken pottery, as the sun began to set.  Even from their vantage point they couldn't see much in the distance.  A forest of massive trees, more rolling hills, a distant lake.  No sign of houses or farms, not even smoke from a fire.<br/><br/>They could press on, but the track was becoming increasingly treacherous and navigating in the dark would be far more difficult.  In the distance they could hear bird calls and coyote howls.<br/><br/>OOC: Please make a perception or survival roll.