Their now-host glanced at the elf and said, "Oh, they're terrible thieves. If it glitters, they'll take it. If it's made of meat, they'll eat it. If it looks weak, they'll kill it for fun." She shuddered dramatically, making the bones in her hair rattle and clack. She tilted her head, squinting, then added, "If it's loot you want, you might want to try the chief's house, or what was left of it. He had twelve daughters."

She raised an arm and made an unnatural clucking/screeching noise. There was a flurry of movement from the crown of a nearby tree, and a golden creature swooped down to land on her arm. It looked like a cross between a monkey and a bird. You have seen glimpses of these animals from the treetops, but haven't seen one up close yet.

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The witch doctor spoke to it in a strange language, and it chattered back. "My friend here will guide you to the chief's house, or what's left of it," she added with a cackle.

Are we splitting up? Red to hunt, Draelin to loot, and Nolwenn to....?