Plane shift can drop you up to five hundred miles from your intended destination.
This time they land in some woods, at sunset, near a remarkably flat and smooth path that looks like a lava flow or something.
So they head outside.
"I don't think I care to get on the wrong side of the authorities when we don't know how to get home. How're you on spells -"
"Let's find that bank and then wait until it opens, if we don't see any inns that are more flexible along the way."
You know who else doesn't go down to blows that would seriously injure or kill a human?
These guys!