Now mounted and packed up with food and gear the little band rides out of the trading post about mid-morning. The sun is pleasantly warm and a gentle breeze blows a few wispy clouds south and east. The land around Oleg's Trading Post is open plain covered in grasses mostly low, but occasionally rising to two or even three feet in spots. Bits of low scrub and the occasional lone tree or small group of trees dot the otherwise open ground. A few low rolling hills can be seen as well. The post is located on the South Rostland Road. A track leads almost straight south from the post. This track has been made most by feet and the occasional hoof or wheel. Traffic is light and most days no one at all uses the track, so the fresh prints of a the mounted bandits are obvious to all. The came right up the track. Riding south for a couple of hours you spot the the forest. By noon you have reached the edge of the forest which is densely vegetated, but generally crisscrossed with game trails and numerous clearings. The trees here typically consist of oaks, beech, rushleaf, and smaller scrub. Pixie can see that the bandits came out of the forest here and then took the track you have been following north to the Trading Post. Just inside the forest you find a clearing that seems to have been their camp last night. You can see the remains of a small fire and some empty wine skins and ration wrappings tossed causally about. The tracks follow what appears to be a game trail just inside the forest roughly south and sometimes southwest. The plains to the east are just visible though the trees. The trail will be more difficult to follow from here. (DC12 Survival check each mile and must be trained, which means Pixie only I believe)