Ceridwyn had been riding for the whole morning through the woods, following the directions from the ancient book she'd found in Llys Helig.

This ruined temple was supposed to contain a spirit that could tell her more about Caorthannach. Her previous spirit interactions had not gone easily. She had low expections for this one as well.

As they'd grown closer to the temple's hollow in the mountain, Stoirm had become more and more restless with no seeming provocation.

Now she stood before the path into the temple, preparing her mind for the upcoming effort and waiting for Stoirm to quiet.