Threateningly overcast skies periodically punctuated by cold rain or pounding hail mark these days. The party remains sheltered in the manorhouse ruins. During breaks in the foul weather, they investigate the ruins, the statue and the surrounding area. The ruins are from some sort of hunting lodge easily a century or two old. The statue is impressive – 15 feet tall, expertly carved. An expensive monument to exist in the middle of nowhere. The party clean the statue and place offerings on the alter at its feet: all feel blessed by Erastil (next battle all receive +1 to hit with hunting weapons like bows and spears, and deal double damage on a natural ‘6’ to hit).