Helspar's Crag

You pitch camp and take turns keeping watch through the night. The next morning you take another peek at the metallic object. With the sun's light at its fullest you can clearly make it out to be a sword, most likely belonging to the watch.

Jaf's attitude is slightly less gungho as reality finally sets in. Leaving your mounts tethered to a tree, the two of you set off on foot in search of more clues.

It doesn't take long to spot the remains of another camp, obviously that of the lost patrol. Interestingly, although the mounts and food are gone, most of the valuables have been left untouched. You notice a number of footprints leading from the swamp to the campsight, and it appears there was a scuffle. Two sets of hoofprints lead west, toward Helspar. Several more footprints follow.

The sharp, terrorified whinny of a horse draws your attention. Both you and Jaf look up from the tracks and exchange glances.