He sighs heavily. He hates this place. ...Then again, he also hates the Kirkwall Gallows, and he hated Kinloch Hold, and he hates the Deep Roads, so it's not like going hated places is new.

"Let's try to leave markers, so we don't wind up going in circles like my group did last time." To that end, he's got a sack he's been filling with small rocks as they've traveled and he offers it out. "Everyone save Myrobalan take some, drop them on solid ground as we walk, but don't double up too much. We want to keep an eye out for ruined walls somewhere in the south-east portion of the marsh, but they may have sunk the rest of the way. We killed the demon that was holding it together."

He takes a step forward and stops again, turning to look at the whole group. "Do not, under any circumstances, pick up bones you find here. Jonas thought it was a brilliant idea, and that's the story of how we had to fight against a skeletal dragon."