You feel like the swamps will never end, as you press through the area, you wish there were more residents to speak to. But, even when you see a shadow or a movement, it's gone. There could be dozens of others out there, unwilling to approach.
There is a huge bit of movement, orange and black, out of the corner of your eye. You turn, but the movement has moved on. In a few minutes, you find yourself in front of a huge feline that bounded over a mount of earth you did not see.
"Aha!" he hisses. "Another big of prey for the mighty Umohalith?!" He seems menacing, but he doesn't advance. Maybe now it is a good time to keep going?
Press on, quickly, to the East
Run to the West
