You see a sprawling, chaotic encampment in a massive, muddy clearing. The center is a veritable city of mismatched caravans and heavy wagons, circled up like a defensive wall and filled with tents. The entire operation looks temporary, capable of being packed up and moved in mere hours.

Guarding this mobile fortress are at least three massive behemoths, cobbled together from patchwork iron and rusted scrap, that clank on their patrols. The surrounding trees are just as dangerous, as you spot the movement of scouts and patrols combing the branches.