The Road part 3

After a year of harsh terrain, and the death of one of their companions for reasons unknown, (his name was Kraos, it was his first death, so his spirit was able to be preserved for a second life inside of a spirit jar, which was kept inside the caravan), the group of 3 eventually came to a sudden halt, when the road ended at a cliff. Perplexed as to how to proceed, they exited their floating caravan to get a better look.

They stood at the edge of the cliff searching for anything, but all was hazy in the dead of night. They decided to wait til morning, so they got back in and shut the engines off to conserve energy (fueled by their magic of course. Don't ask me about the sciences of it, this is a fantasy god damnit!). The floating van settled on the ground. Asos, Ashmar, and Ulma lay in their beds in their caravan, tormented by the thought of failure. They have pooled more resources into this journey than any journey before them, especially in a time of great crisis, failure is not an option.

They woke in the morning around noon, to see the fog barely lifted. They could however see, a great mountain in the distance, they couldn't see the top of it though. They could also see a way down from the cliff they were stopped by, and a trail going into the fog. They would have to say goodbye to their floating caravan and continue the journey on foot.