A swamp, of course, the swamp near lake Garr. A particularly bad place to die, your body would never be found I wager. Not that anyone would be willing to look.
Finding your way in this swamp is difficult, terribly difficult. What ever inspired you to come out here? And where the others wound up you don't know because when the crocodilians spooked the Donkey and it bolted from the path things went kind of crazy. Well, you're with the donkey, for better or worse, but that crocodilian looks intent on eating the poor thing and it's not bright enough to get out of the stinking water.
At least there's only one of the things, but trouble in the swamp breeds more trouble.
What do you do?