[Eustace knew the weather wasn't optimal, but he had not expected it to be so temperamental. Even using his skills the best he could do was get them to cover before the storm hit and then wait it out until it cleared. The only thing he could count on was for the storms to pass quickly.

Now with the fog, he carefully guides the horse down the trail and frowns a bit at her question. Honestly?]

Somewhat.

[They had to go away from their original targeted area and now the fog is hampering things.]

I know where we are generally and can figure out the cardinal directions, but with all this fog... We're better off turning back.

[As if agreeing, the horse snorts and bobs its head.]