With Elwyn's help, the group finds their way out of Cillimar and trekking through the leading edges of the surrounding mountain range. The menhir is visible from town, but only barely. It takes most of the day to travel to its location, and thus you arrive shortly before sundown.
The ancient menhir, carved with spiraling runes and raised by unknown hands, stands half-buried atop the high, grassy moor. Below you sits the town of Cillamar, surrounded by outlying farmsteads. Against the backdrop of towering snowcapped peaks and thick coniferous forests, dark and foreboding, your home seems isolated and precarious.
A shout from your companions breaks your reverie. They’ve discovered something unusual about the standing stone! The runes sparkle and glow, then a section of the standing stone slides aside, stone grating on stone, revealing a small staircase descending into the hillside.