You eventually find an old hut.

Eventually after maybe an hour of walking, you stumble upon a rather large, old wooden house in the middle of a prairie with a barn not too far away. It was old and decaying but their seemed to be something radiating inside of it. Not only that but a small group of gnolls were keeping watch for any trespassers, a few fucking to distract from the boredom.

They didn't look particularly impressive, even by gnoll standards, with their rusty weapons and flimsy outfits that would allow easy access for penetration.

It wasn't a dragon's den, it wasn't cool enough like mama described 'em, but it looked like it could yield some monsters to hold you over until something awesome came along to really satisfy you.

Oh, it looks like the gnolls spotted you now. About time, you weren't being sneaky. So...