Cloudy Mountain Pass
You find yourself on a precariously high mountain trail, immersed in the damp musk of passing clouds. However, the cloud traffic appears to have concerns of its own and does not bother you too much as it flows languidly over the ridge into a misty valley. The coarsely rocky slope below promises a painful reward for the errant footfall. There is a path towards the peak of the mountain and a path back to the base of the mountain. Someone has placed a pirate pumpkin here.