"Bah! All this waitin' around, patiently awaiting the end? Nay, that do no be for me"
Stumpwater stands up, and address the woods around the party in a bellow.
"If ye do be friend, come forward and be welcome in the firelight. If ye do no be friend, stop being a ninnycoward and come or we will come to you!"
If Detect Magics do not detect anything, Stumpwater lights a torch from his pack and begins a circuit of the camp, checking shadows as he circles.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13