As the group prepares for the journey, Sutandir takes Allustan up on his offer to see his spellbook. After a bit of thinking he requests to copy four spells, requiring four hours of work.
Having been sleeping outdoor anyways, Rakarech has no preparations to make. He leaves the group to go meditate and rest before the journey the next day.
Vaashti takes the evening to make her rounds in The Veil. This place really needs an infirmary. An actual infirmary stocked with medicines and a healer available for any to come to. With that thought in her mind, Vaashti retires to her bed, wondering what the cairns would bring.
"It's be nice to get some fresh air again, see you all in the morning."
You rise that morning and prepare to set out. On the way south out of town, Sutandir stops at one of the shops on The Vein and finds a springloaded wrist sheath.
The travel is nowhere near as woody as your trip into the Vale, this trip far more rocky and full of weeds. As evening comes, you find the area marked on the old map for the Whispering Cairn, though it's not obvious where the cairn actually is in the weed-covered plain.
With Grobu tumbling along, Rakarech is in as high spirits as he can get, occasionally grunting snatches of meaningless songs and pausing to admire particularly nice trees.
After the group come to the area for the cairn, Rakarech frowns and begins to search over the area for an entrance.
Sutandir pokes around, trying to find an entrance. "I know we used to mess around here somewhere..."
"Well, there were other people looking for this place as well right? Maybe we can find some sign of where they went and follow them.
Didn't they have a map too?"
"They had a map that conspicuously left out mention of this particular site. Look around carefully."
"A cairn usually stands above the land around it, don't they? This place just doesn't look right to me." He searches anyway . . ..
"Well, true enough.
Of course, it could be below ground if it is REALLY old, the land devours all as I hear someone say once."