You get back down near the ground just in time to see the horse galloping past you, following a narrow, half-overgrown path snaking it's way through the swamp... had you not seen the horse on it, you likely never would have noticed it. The more interesting sight, however, is the horse's former rider, a muscular orc who's being dragged along behind the animal, clearly quite dead, with several bite marks on him that suggest whatever his comrades are fighting is quite large.<br/><br/>Well, were fighting, anyway. As the horse gallops off into the mist, there's one last scream of pain from the battle to your north, and then nothing, the hoof beats quickly fading into the distance to the south, leaving an eerie silence.