Arena

You curse your misfortune and retrace your steps, heading back for the last path you passed in stalking your target. It will be quite some time before you are able to catch up to her and extract your vengeance.

After an hour or so of walking you come to last path you passed by and stop to stare down its length before it disappears around a corner.

The sun is starting to set in the sky, even with your animal hides you will need some protection from the cold wind for the night if you are to sleep. There was a valley with a little over a dozen trees farther back on the trail you followed this far, and you wonder what this new path contains. A cave, maybe? Another valley? Or just hard rock, snow, and bitter cold wind?