There didn't seem to be any further problems in the area, aside from some ornery wildlife, as they made their way north and west, towards the next region. Here, though, as they approached a bend in the river, they'd hear raised voices, coming from what looks like a logging camp, up ahead.<br/><br/>As they approach, about a dozen figures become visible; on the side closer to Devaguea and his party, a large number of humans, led by a particularly large and burly man, while on the other side, two more humans stand by the water's edge, axes at the ready, while behind them, a small, green-skinned fey, with webbed hands and feet, sits in the middle of the water. Her hair is the color of seaweed, and is decorated with shells.<br/><br/>As soon as the group appears, the apparent leader of the humans turns and looks relieved. "About fucking time someone came by! The bitch came out of nowhere, and attacked my men! How's a decent man supposed to get any gods-be-damned work done, with the damnable fairies in these woods?" he says, in an angry, but not quite shouting, tone.