"Out little friend here says the orcs are that way," Gimblyn says, pointing off to the south,
"but he doesn't go over there much, too dangerous."
Xora hears nothing to the south that sounds dangerous, it's actually quite quiet this morning.
Kama climbs up the nearest him and looks southward but everything looks the same; gently rolling hills in all directions. Off in the far distance you could swear you see smoke, but then it's gone and you can't determine exactly where it was.
OOC:
Assuming there's nothing else you'd wanna do? You will have advantage on Survival checks tomorrow, so feel free to make them whenever :)