As Fern turns around, she'll see Ellana bent low, sliding down the last few meters of slope in her boots with one arm outstretched for balance and her other holding her staff up off the ground. When she reaches level ground, she jerks upright, her momentum sending her a few extra feet forward until she reaches out to brace herself against a nearby tree to stop, letting out a short laugh.

"I wasn't brave enough to try that from the top," she says, before focusing on the sight before them. "Oh yes, definitely part of a structure." Ellana follows and also runs a hand over the stone. "Hmm, wonder if they quarried stone somewhere on the island. Otherwise someone had to bring it by ship and wouldn't that be a trek to drag it here?"