Safe.

The sound of rumbling water fills Layla's surroundings. In front of her is a small river that bubbles white from the oncoming rush of a nearly 100ft waterfall. A cloud of mist hovers at her back as she walks forward, exiting the Misty Wilds. As she looks to her surroundings, her expression changes to that of concern. In front of her is a small encampment with multiple fires, and a multitude of shadowed figures. The light of a full moon allows her to get a better view of them and the armor they wear.

'Are those Cevans?'

The soldiers look to Layla and the group as if they can sense her thoughts. 

Layla's question is quickly answered as the soldiers run to them with their weapons undrawn and their arms open. Their boots splash through the small river ford outside their camp.

The group goes to a standstill as the soldiers approach them and subsequently ignore all of them, with the exception of Alaric.