Altar of Twilight if you do not know which way to go

mostly in the interest of anyone still on or near moonspear, and also for the search party that's heading off that way sometime soon i believe (and if you guys do join feel free to timeline it as best fit for y'all, i'm good with whatever ♥)

Antares lost track of time. At least an entire day, very likely more, had come to pass since the Spear had been struck. He searched, and searched, chancing the mountain's face when and where he could. But though he hunted tirelessly, he had found nothing but more bad news and worse, the terrain remained quite volatile--surprisingly so, in some places, to continually complicate everything. While some swaths remained relatively in one piece, and some seemed to settle down faster than others, but too much had come loose in too many important places, and there was only so much he could do, even desperately. 

He was.. so exhausted, dirty, and sore as he came down to the lowlands. His chest was crusted in old blood, and his entire body ached just to think about, though the grief of his heartbreak still somehow outweighed everything. Antares felt so defeated, yet barely here at all.

The sun had gone away, and the moon rose up into the night--a crescent, he noted tiredly. Moonspear loomed behind him only barely, still near and breathing down his neck. Firefly Glen was not so far off either. He knew he should go there next, find @Bronco first, but instead he stood somberly in the moonlit valley, sickened by the thought of everything--his head, spinning, body hot and cold and hurt and...

In just a few breaths, without momentum to help prop him up, his legs gave out and he slumped into the snow.