The trail winds up to the cliff village, towards blocky buildings given a sinister sheen due to the dark volcanic pumice that they are carved from, directly into the side of the mountain. As the trio approaches they see that they are being watched, by ragged-looking humans that peer from windows, doorways and rooftops, but duck out of sight whenever they are looked at directly. Some carry primitive spears, but no-one makes a hostile move. Yet.