The party easily left the walls and began their journey. The merchant routes were larger dirt roads made for multiple carriages and guards to pass each other. Many routes veered off towards small towns or trading points. Camping spots were a very common sight along the roads, some people even left pots and pans as good will to other travelers.
Since they were heading south skirting the sun hallowed forest they saw glimpses of flame newts skittering about the rocks. However the farther they walked the less seemed to be sunning themselves. Walker couldn't help but wonder if this was because of the spiders.
"Stop." Gil had whispered in a hushed voice pointing ahead of them at a Boulder on the roadside. "Can you see the spider blending in to the rock? It's waiting to ambush a bird from up high. I think I can snipe it from here." Gil notched an arrow silently. Pulled it's back and let it fly.