As she wandered the forest wondering which direction she should head in to get back to the group, Khana stumbled upon and old run down cottage. Half of the building was missing and the top floor had sunk down to the ground. The remaining walls were covered in moss and creeping ivy. With the daylight fading fast Khana thought it was as good a place as any to set up camp, maybe she would have better luck finding her way back to the cave when daylight returned. With any luck, Khana thought to herself, Mog would find her first. He couldn't have been that far behind and he managed to find the group easy enough before. She climbed over one of the fallen walls and took shelter in a corner where two walls still stood. She managed to find some kindling on the old paved floor and, holding her staff close to her, she closed her eyes tightly and willed it to light. The fire flickered for s afew seconds and the took to the kindling. Shocked Khana dropped her staff unable to believe she had actually done it, and then settled into the corner for a long restless night.