“ A rather large armed group slowly walks the road. Unless you get to see what they transport, you could think it is a caravan with expensive goods, or the soldiers escort someone important. But this is a prisoner transport, on the way to mines, criminals on their way for punishment.
The soldiers may be willing to talk, the captain will have a few questions on you and the road, but they will keep distance, and part soon.”
“ Something lives in the fog in a certain region and travels with the fog. Kidnaps or kills, or is simply heard and 'felt'. ... fog is rising, heed the warnings the elders spoke!”