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Message: <blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 9065046" data-attributes="member: 59816">When Doc made his way out of the Cairn he noticed that the trail seemed easier to navigate than it had been. It was after midnight now, and the sentry at the entrance was incredulous that anyone would leave the Cairn to cross the hills in the dark. Doc remembered the trail - parts of it were quite treacherous, but Doc figured that he'd done it, what, six times now? He could make it.Still, he hadn't expected it to be as easy as it was. The initial trail, closest to the cairn, was purposefully littered with debris to make it seem less likely to be occupied, but Doc had no problem traversing it. He felt the new ring on his finger, which seemed to very subtly shift his center of balance this way and that, helping him to keep his feet.[ooc]It's a Ring of Freedom of Movement.[/ooc]Less than ten minutes into the hour-long hike (Doc had expected to take twice that time, both to be safe, and to be silent, but he was making good progress), he heard murmuring voices that carried across the silent hills and smelled the smoke of a campfire. Whoever it was was keeping quiet and had hidden the light of their fire, but they were nearby to be sure.</blockquote>