Walking around the edge of the camp, and surprisingly not being discovered by any guards, he manages to get a good look around the interior.
There are lots of Lizans running around, hustling and bustling here and there as they get ready for a festival. He sees a group of hunters bringing in a large boar, cheering as they lower it to the ground. The boar has a spear in its back and leg, and one of the tusks is bloody. Probably something had gotten impaled....
One of the hunters in particular catches his eye, broad shouldered and muscular, with two straps across his chest that hold a variety of pouches, as well as a quiver of arrows on his back, resting next to a bow. He's also carrying a large spear, and is wearing a necklace of fangs.