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Their destination eventually took them to the end of a dirty road, that looked as if it hadn't seen much traffic in a rather long time. It was overgrown with grass, and the car rocked and bounced over the bumps as he drove along slowly.

Eventually the trail became so overgrown that they couldn't proceed any further.

"Almost there," he said as he turned the engine off. "We'll 'ave to walk the rest of the way."

It wasn't a far walk, and the faint woodland game trail soon gave way to to a large grassy field, ringed by forest. She likely could see their destination in the distance. A ring of tall stones was situated at the heart of the field. It seemed a peculiar enough place to have brought her, made all the more peculiar as they neared the location. The stones had no markers, no symbols, nothing to suggest their purpose. They where simply stones, sitting in a wide circle.

"Remember 'ow I said this all used to be part of Iveria? An' 'ow you could find remnants of our 'istory if you knew where to look? Me an' me brother foun' this place about a year ago. I imagine you're wonderin' why we're 'ere though."

He sat down on one of the lower stones ringing the circle, facing her.

"Go on then, you can ask now."