Corpses? Of Ghouls?

Jynn walked across the land, the moist ground squishing beneath her feet. It was covered with marsh grass and here and there small irises were growing in the warm and humid air. At least for now. Autumn was still young in he south bu she imagined winter would bring a number of changes. She was most curious to see if it would snow, assuming she stayed here and didn't head back into Auster. Jynn paused at another tree to scratch a marking into it. She did not want to get lost in a swamp. Her large picked up the sound of movement, swiveling toward the source as her head followed. She spied an unusual looking man with bright orange in his coat as well as horns. She smiled amiably. "Hey there, how are you? Getting in your last dose of mosquito bites before winter?" She chuckled to herself before stretching up another tree and using her claws to mark the trail once more.