While her keen eyes let her spot the creatures, as they move through the swamp to surround her, it's also clear that they see her, fumbling through the terrain to which she is not native.<br/><br/>About ten minutes after spotting the first creature, she'll note nearly a dozen, in a loose ring around her, as one finally steps out into the open. It's a curious little creature; about the size and shape of a dwarf, with a squat, broad body, but the features and appearance of a lizardman. It's carrying a long, wooden spear, tipped with a stone point, and while it's not threatening, its tone and stance indicate that she's not entirely welcome, even if she can't understand its words.