With the temporary alliance of convenience in place, you soon finish your drinks and prepare to leave. En route to the door, you pass a table occupied by two humans - one in his late middle ages and heavily battle scarred, the other younger but still toughened.
"So, yer off to the Floating Forest, eh?" he says to your group as you're about to pass. "Good luck to ya, then. I hear there are creatures in that forest that so powerful they prey on the native trolls. If'n you see one and survive to tell the tale, I hope to hear what it looks like."