<br/>Hexla continues to drive hard into Rhea's nethers, making the Drow involuntarily squeeze with her legs. She greedily eats way even as Rhea explodes into her mouth, as the elder witch seems to have been isolated for far too long. Although they continue deep into the eternal twilight, eventually they settle down, the three of them entwined together, naked in bed.<br/><br/>Hexla wakes everyone gently in the morning.<br/><br/>"Sad as I am to see you go, it is time."<br/><br/>The wastes look just as barren as they did before and there is little you can do to change that. Hexla gave everyone overcoats to guard against the chill, as well as a satchel of minor magic items.<br/><br/>"I looked to see if I had any brews ready that may help you. There's not much, but anything is better than nothing in this place."<br/><br/>"Head straight and eventually you'll come to the river of blood again. Cross it and it should only be another two hour journey to the Pillar of Skulls. I wish there was more I could do, but now you have only luck and prayers to guide you and both are forsaken in is place."