In the morning Cathae helps herself to more of the party's rations. Shepherd of the land she may be, but the druidess has no qualms about eating her fill of smoked meat. She bids the party farewell, and heads of to the north, towards the Forgotten City.
The adventurers break camp and leave. Around mid afternoon they hit the main east-west trail and find their wagons undisturbed. Hitching the draft horses to them, they set off to the west, towards the Duke's Road. The night passes peacefully; the only incident of any interest is Mursley's mastery of an enchantment that enables one to fade from the sight of mortal man.
The following day passes without incident as well. It is mid-afternoon by the time the adventurer's come across the intersection of their trail with the Duke's Road. Heading south, Severi's keen elven sight spots an inordinate number of crows circling in the distance. He judges their presence to be roughly in the same location that the party had surprised the group of brigands on their way north, many days ago.