Still standing in the open doorway she realises she's letting in the harsh weather and wasting the heat of the fire. Closing and looking down she attempts to reconcile the situation. "I've got a ring of sustenance, I can go with just two hours sleep and the weather shan't affect me much. I'll keep searching and return in ample time to be fully rested for tomorrow. How personal of an object do you need to cast your spell Vildur? I might be able to pick somthing up from his abandoned room."

"Of course I don't want this to hinder us, but if I can I would like to make sure the Father is at least safe.

I'm a child of the city, anything I would have heard about Sorell forest would be inconsequential, but your plan seems sound, can I leave that to you Siona?"