"It... looks like some advanced form of plant," Tomek says, drowsily. The dart must have had some form of poison to put the victim to sleep. Out of the jungle, a few green humoinoids appear. Their clothes were shifting colors but in the light, they appeared to be like vibrant flowers. They walked forward, and stopped at the Line of Forbiddance, testing it. They made little sound, but seemed to communicate effortlessly. One of them spoke, in rough English. "Who you be?"