[North Road, Meadow]
A scented breeze wafts down from the surrounding hills that are clothed in wild herbs. To the north an orchard of apple trees stand over thickly-grassed pastures.
Obvious paths: north, southwest.

You trace an arcane sigil in the air, shaping the pattern of the Fortress of Ice spell.
You sense an instability in the spell pattern that may prevent it from working.

What?

~Lairis