Edge of the Marsh

The place was peaceful, almost to the point of being still. The sound in the area was the sound of slow and methodical rowing. It was a singular lonely boat, and as it reached land, it was obvious it wasn't as lonely as first suspected.

"Anything?" A lizardman asked as the one in the boat slowed and approached.

"Nothing" The lizardman on the boat responded.

This was a small dock made out rather hurriedly. Nonetheless, there were many boats docked here. Actually, calling it a dock was perhaps wrong. It was nothing more than a slightly longer natural stretch of land with many boats bound to a couple of common points.

"Inform the captain then" The lizardman overseeing the dock said. The patrol lizardman nodded but before they could leave, they were surprised to notice the faint outline of a boat in the distant.