"These reptile men," a man begins, pausing to spit at this point, "have been raiding outlying farms for about a month, one by one kidnapping everyone on the farm and taking everything of value from their farm. They used magic to put us to sleep and then bound us and brought us here. Based on discussions with the people who were brought here before us, all of the farms north and east of Leed's Crossing have been raided. There are about fifty of us still here in this camp. Hundreds of other people must have been taken from this camp off into the swamps. No one but those kobolds have every come back on the carts after leaving this camp to the east. Only the gods know what has happened or is happening to those people.
"They must have been winding down. There is sleeping space here in the camp for over 40 of the little ones and maybe 20 of the big ones. But there are far fewer bodies that you heroes defeated."
Zadolix says, "We defeated a large number of kobolds defending the Inn at Leed's Crossing last night. So that might be why they were not full strength here. The inn suffered fire damage. We sent the survivors south to Bit. The mayor is hoping he can convince the noble houses to send troops up here."
"Yes, but that will take time. What about all of our friends lost to the Great Swamp?" The woman asks.