You follow the two small dark-skinned traders into the bush. Four sets of yellow eyes follow your progress from the shadows of a treehouse about eight feet up, just above the bushes surrounding the tree. You hear a grunt and the treehouse suddenly lurches away from the tree! There are two heavy thumps as a nine-foot-tall humanoid steps forward. "Found food?" it asks in a deep gravelly voice. "Yes, found food!" The higher-pitched voices echo from the shack resting on the ogre's shoulders.
