Richter stared at the piles of ashes, almost certain that moments before, they'd still been mere corpses (albeit charred). Chalking it up to a trick of the eyes, he let out a disappointed sigh and shrugged his metal-clad shoulders, "Oh, well. No matter. A map or coin would have been nice, but we can continue just fine without them. All we have to do is keep following this path, and we'll be there within a few days or - if, gods forbid, a storm comes or highwaymen hold us up - a week."