The Desert Journey
The group move slowly to the right, stopping to carefully peer around the corner where it turns to the right again.
Two low fires, both mostly coals, sit under a pair of iron pots, but obviously with something inside. About 20 goblins, seven of which appear to be in various stages of pre-adulthood, sit around one of them, bowls in hand, staring hard at it. One of their number stirs it, obviously not yet comfortable with what is inside.
The other pot is being even more carefully stirred by a single goblin which is dressed in bones and feathers, and nothing else. Streaks of black, white, brown, yellow, and red adorn its (her) body, and a slightly power blue vapor is rising from it.
What appears to be a human farmer is tied up at the opposite side of the chamber, behind the group with bowls at the ready. He doesn't appear to be conscious, which is a blessing due to the extreme state of bruising on his face, and the torn and blood-stained state of his clothing.
The remains of a pig, two dogs, and three chickens can be seen between the fires, although it's hard to get an exact count.
There doesn't appear to be any other exit to the room, and sleeping pallets can be seen to the left.