The lizardfolk don't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, though he does note a few with green or black dragon ancestry, mostly notable in facial features, patches of scales, or small ridges or horns like their bloodline; not enough to encourage anything more than a minor magical talent that may or may not manifest. Most lizardfolk live in huts along the shores of the lake; five tiny villages in all, perhaps two or three huts in each. Likely, a total of about fifty lizardmen. The edges of the lake are roughly equidistant from the ruined city at its heart; the south side, where they are, and the north side being a little further away, but not significantly. The lake, itself, is about a mile in diameter; getting in unseen will be difficult, as there's a large tower near the center of the lake that looks occupied, and can clearly see all around it. Swimming in would carry its own difficulty, namely, the swimming lizardmen.<br/><br/>At the center of the lake, the most intact building is, apparently, being used as a headquarters. Four ogres, dressed in armor and carrying large weapons, patrol the perimeter, while two more stand on its roof. As he watches and searches the lake, a large-sized black dragon, bearing a goblin on its back, takes off from the roof, heading east.<br/><br/>"How bad does it look?" Maura inquires, spotting the dragon as it flies away. "This might be quite dangerous."