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The lost village
The vegetation eventually gives way to the brother's machetes, revealing little over a dozen ruined houses. All that's left are low stone walls, perhaps a foot high, with interiors choked with weeds. Apart from animal sounds there are no signs of life and no footprints other than your own. It's as if time forgot whatever happened here.

You linger for a few moments, soaking up the forlorn atmosphere before Delrah says, "All right then enough gawping. The apple orchard is over yonder and it looks like they're nice and ripe!" Indeed past a particularly thick bramble patch you spot several hundred apple trees in what where once neat rows. Several have fallen but those that remain are heavy with unpicked apples. Clearly you have your work cut out clearing the way and picking!

Skywin disappears for a few minutes and reappears along with a short but energetic looking young woman with braided hair and a hunting bow. She miles at you before saying, "Hello! I'm Delrah. I hear you're hoping to stretch your legs and help with the foraging. Great! More hands are always welcome, this time of year we should get a good few bushels of fruit and there may be some tubers we can dig up. I must warn you however, the ground is marshy in places and sometimes there are giant caymans. Normally I warn passengers that we can't guarantee their safety, but we all saw you in action and are glad to have you with us." Three other sailors appear a moment later, red-haired brothers Joffen and
Jerren, followed by Sarum, a bald old sailor favoring one leg.