At The Hillock Where Dame Van Norden Left Her, Worried Sick, And About To Be Accosted By A Lizardfolk Patrol...

You fly over the swamp carefully, the thermals from the decomposing plant matter aren't very strong this time of year so you have to use muscle power more than normal. You know of a few places along the swamp road where Dame van Norden might have left her squire and mounts, but you can't check them all in a timely manner so you make for the most obvious one. It's a relatively large hillock off the side of the road with a few trees and a pre-made fire pit that travelers camp at fairly often, but it's also near the territory of the swamp's lizardfolk tribe, whose new chieftess has been getting more aggressive about taking control of the swamp, so if Squire Maria Jessel Columbia Montana of Valencia is there she is in danger.

Your eyesight is quite keen and wings swift, so you find yourself near the hillock soon, but spot trouble right away. The squire is there, with the horses, but a lizardfolk patrol is approaching, drawn by the smoke from the campfire. The patrol numbers ten men and/or women, (it makes little difference in lizardfolk anatomy and behavior,) all armed with spears and shields. They are approaching through the shallow water around the hillock stealthily, leaving Dame van Norden's squire unaware of her danger.

You put on a turn of speed and land before them in the water and count yourself fortunate that you know the tongue of the lizardkin. "<Stop. The one who camps here is under my protection and you will not harm her.>" you tell them calmly in their own language...