<div class="floatright">(http://i35.tinypic.com/5k2a90.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Pellegri made a small sound like a sigh, <strong>"Okay,"</strong> and then flew back around to get up higher above the group. The trek led the group out into the open lands and over hill after hill. The sun dropped behind the treeline and the temperatures fell with it. The party would need to take a rest soon and pull off ot the side. It had been hours and hours of travel. The wagons dragged on until the path ahead was too dark to follow and one of the drivers called out, <strong>"We'll pull to the side of the trail here and set up camp for the night? That sound good?"</strong></span>