Before you go any farther, a group of your tribespeople—twelve of them in total—come before you.
"Night is drawing in," says the heavyset, dour man who leads them. "Yet we've spent all day following you through this blasted swamp with no end in sight. Keep doing that if you want, Basileios, but some of us have had enough. We're going to head back, maybe see if we can reach Stonerun by sundown."