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Clarissa and her family continue to grow closer.

They had already gone up about the same distance as a one story building. They saw that they had about the same distance to go and went to it. Their bodies were sore and tired from the escape from the sewers but they forced it down. They were almost out and wanted to breathe fresh air again. They reached the top of the stairs and entered into a small shack. Its walls and roof were cracked and had big holes in it. The entire area was covered in dust. There were sets of maintenance tools that littered the ground. It was obvious that no one had used this place in a while.
Rikahn and Yoral found the door quickly and stepped out into the daylight. They both took a deep breath of the fresh air and let it fill their nostrils. It was such a relief not to have to put up with stench of the sewers anymore. After looking around they noticed that they were at the base of the ridge that the fortress had been built on. To the east was a small town that the Morhoran occupied. To the north there was about a mile or two of plains but after that was the forest and where their army's encampment was.

After a quick break they made their way north, across the plains. Rikahn set a hurried pace as they moved through them, for there was very little cover out on the open field. There were a few large rocks that they tried to keep between them and the fortress. But they got further away he seemed less concerned because they would be more difficult to spot. They made it to the woods in about a half an hour. They traveled through them for about another hour before they stopped to rest.

It had been about six in the morning when they first entered the sewer; it was roughly two hours to get through them. Yoral, who was tired by this point, found a soft patch of grass next to a tree and sat down and leaned against it. She had been up all night, submitted to her "interrogation". She laid her head against the tree and closed her eyes. She didn't open them again until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her eyes opened to see Rikahn kneeling in front of her.

"I'm sorry Yoral," he said. "We have to keep moving."

Yoral had only slept for about an hour but Rikahn wanted to put some more distance between them and the fortress. He helped the elf to her feet and handed her some chunks of bread and cheese. They ate a light lunch as they started walking again. He hoped that once they figured that they went into the sewers, that they would believe that the two were dead.

"One can only hope," Yoral said as she talked to Rikahn about it.

They walked on throughout the day talking most of the time. It was right before dusk when Rikahn noticed a change in the wood. It wasn't a bad change, it was just... different. There was more grass, more birds and animals, and the sky was as clear as it could be. A few minuets after he noticed the change, the woods began to part. They eventually opened up into a large, two mile, circular clearing. About ten feet from from all sides of the edge of the wood was a lake. The water was clearer then any they had ever seen before.

"This is strange," Rikahn mouthed. "There is no lake in these woods."

"This is a spiritual place," Yoral said walking over to the waters edge ad testing it with her hands. "We were invited here. We will be safe here for tonight."

"I don't mean to look a gift horse in the mouth but, invited by whom?" Rikahn asked walking over to stand next to her.

"I don't know. But I don't sense any hostile intent. Plus I would really wouldn't mind being able to wash up right now."

"Alright, we'll stay here tonight," Rikahn tossed the bag down as he talked. "I'll go find some wood for a fire. I snagged those towels from the storage so ahead and use them."

She nodded as he turned and walked back into the woods.

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