Later that day, when they brought him back, I met with the owner of the caravan. I offered my services as a guard, and he explained his plan to pay us.

Basically, he will feed us and minimally pay us. He will allow us to keep whatever booty we find, though.

We began traveling, and had to fend off various attacks by the dire mosquitoes.

At one point, having gotten some blood over himself, our rogue decided to wash himself in a stream. He attracted some large fish, which I was able to bring out of the water onto land, where it was easily dispatched. I studied the creature, and determined that, similar to the mosquitoes, it was a normal creature that had been highly mutated.

I suggested that a simple prestidigitation spell would clean up the blood off of any of our party, without having to use a stream in the future.