As Honor is possessed, and control restored, Adam watches warily, knowing just how badly this can go, but to his great relief, things seem to go smoothly, as does the travel, despite a few minor detours.

However, just as the day seemed to be growing long, shelter arrived. Or potential shelter, Adam wasn't sure which, and this being the Mournlands, the truth of the matter could be anything. Not seeing any signs of defensive actions, except for four motionless figures around a campfire, Adam frowns, suspicions growing in his mind that perhaps this was a message.

Spoiler: OOC suspicion rolls.
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(1d20+8)[15] Insight, are these figures aware of us at all?
(1d20+8)[13] Perception, are these figures all that are present? Are there more hiding?
(1d20+8)[13] Medicine, distant doctoring? Are they alive?