Weston led the group from the front, walking along the overgrown trail as they followed the white raven. It did not take him long to loose the shield from his back, strapping it to his left forearm and using it to brace against the wind and snow.<br/><br/>Coming to the clearing, he stops, holding his fist up for the group to do the same.<strong>"Something is in the clearing, under the snow"</strong>Was said in a low whisper.<br/><br/>He slowly bent down, right hand picking up a fair sized snow covered rock. He proceeded to toss the rock towards the center of the clearing, immediately dropping into a defensive posture with his longsword drawn.