Logic!
Best of all, I had managed to get an insight. “Where did the naked lizards come from?” I asked our impromptu grand council.
“You’re the mage,” Finglas pointed out. One of his ears looked pretty ragged, but he had gotten through the fight all right. “I’m sure you can tell us.”
“Yes, I can.” I pulled out one of the scribbled-on maps we had brought with us. They were our best guesses of the roads around and through Lost Atlanta, and were just accurate enough that we kept using them. “Those things came at us from the north, which is where we think the Chattahoochee River is. They couldn’t have been far from their home hunting grounds, either.”
“Because they’re so thin?” Elanor asked. “Wouldn’t the river have fish in it, though?”
“Maybe,” said Nellas. He had gotten a nasty slash across his arm, but it was healing up well. “Some of these places got cursed or lifebaned pretty hard, back during the Discovery. But even if it does have fish, these creatures aren’t going to be great in the water.” He poked at one of the naked lizards we had cooked up for dinner. “See how these feet and claws move?”
I studied the half-eaten corpse. “Yes,” I finally intoned. “I have no idea what it means, though. You’re the scout, though. I’m sure you can tell us.”