Go toward the lake.

Dago walked down toward the lake, carefully picking his way down the hill until he saw a big mess of bushes blocking his way. He carefully picked through them until he heard something. He heard something splashing around in the lake, something much bigger than a fish or other animal. He paused and looked through the rest of the bushes. There was a very muscular woman bathing in the lake. Dago almost laughed at the fact that his was so cliché, but kept quite for the time being.

He noticed a pile of armor and a spear near the edge of the water, which he assumed was the woman’s. He looked back up at her, she had a couple of long, claw-like cuts running down her back and arms, like she’d been attacked. She was pretty tall and had dark brown skin. He couldn’t see her face, but even by the way she was standing, he could tell she was kind of stoic and serious.