10 - 11 Au, 57AD
The going through the forest is rough, slow, and full of stops/starts. The vegetation varies from easy to pass in thicker groves of trees, to areas that must be pushed (or hacked) though, to huge, impassible briar patches that the scouts try to avoid, necessitating going around and then trying to get back to the same direction. It is impossible to tell if the Seadreamers, the Elder and Apinro have come this way and after some time, the elves admit that they cannot see any sign of passage.
With the thick forest, It feels like a wandering path of loops and circles, and Indrian often sends a scout up to a tree top to see which direction they are headed. You are headed towards the volcano, although the route you end up taking is more of a direction to a point between the volcano and the city.
That evening, you attempt to sleep in the woods, although the bugs bother you greatly and the elves are especially worried about the strange worms that Apinro had been able to keep away. It's a broken sleep, mixed in with being woken up by the campfire smoke that the elves keep heavy to try to keep the insects away.
The next day is more of the same in the forest, but then in the afternoon, as you take a much needed break, you spot an unusual sight nearby. There is a group of trees blanketed in flowering vines. The flowers are beautiful, unlike anythnig you've ever seen. The colors are bright and varied - reds, blues, yellows, whites, oranges. Claudia is especially entranced by them.