*The vines, if Torug is any judge, look hungry. Fluke runs away from the vines as fast as his legs can carry him. The vines seem to crawl after him, but are stopped short by their own roots. Following the trail, Fluke sees light wagon tracks. The cargo they had must have been unloaded back there somewhere. Kobold tracks around it show it was pushed. About fifteen minutes later, the woods run right up against the dizzying drop to the Deepwater River below. A drop of well over sixty feet shows where the wagons went, and why no trace of them were found. They were pushed over the edge. Since there are no kobold tracks on the ground going back, Fluke checks the trees. Ah ha, they took the tree road back... all the way back to the cave.*