Sarith nods grimly at Elfog's warning,
"I will stay nearby. Hopefully those around here will give me the chance to prove that I'm not quite like my kin before they put a sword in me."
Elfog has noticed, over the past month of travel, that Beard has grown quite a bit. He is nearly double the size that he was a mere month ago and barely fits on the stout dwarf's shoulder.
You travel for several miles south, seeing not much but the occasional bush here and there. A distance to the east, you can see mountains which Elfog knows well. Just over the mountains (or through a hilly road nearby) is Citadel Felbarr, powerful dwarven stronghold.
From behind you, you begin to hear a low rumbling sound, far enough through the slightly hilly terrain that you can't see what may be making it.
OOC:
You can always roll investigation if you'd like to try to figure out what would make that noise.
What do you want to do?