The man led Aaron down a narrow animal path that wove its way through the dry forest. He was a native of this land, and knew the forest well. They took an abrupt turn in the path, and in front of them cascaded a small waterfall. The man leaped over a small stream, continuing along the worn out trail. All of a sudden, he halted and turned to face Aaron. “This is the place you are looking for.” He spoke slowly and in an odd accent. Aaron cautiously peered farther down the path, to where he could see a thin trail of smoke rising. The light of a fire flickered, and he could hear voices up ahead. “Thank you,” Aaron said, and the man left.