Moist, and murky the bog remained. As you reach the outpost that description doesn't change seeing the bog gobbers swimming through the thick water, and fermenting goblins perched atop the outpost's walls.
A military outpost at the heart of the swamp, Swamp
guard
the wall repairman
We are the wall repairmen. We fix the castle walls after attacks. I spend my days lifting and carrying heavy stones.
Good morning guard, I am here to fix the castle wall from the attack Good, good!  Got to keep those wretched goblins out.  Although I wish they would take down those bodies; they're starting to smell. Yes, I could smell the stench a mile away. The wind was headed right in my direction from here. Say uh these bog gobblers, do they bite? Do they!  I saw one swallow a man whole!  You just stay away from them, you hear.  Ugh, the thought of 'em daring to attack here just makes me furious! What are you doing? I'm here to repair the wall, you do want it fixed don't you? I can just leave it and be on my merry way. The stench around here is enough to keep anyone away. No need to repair the wall! Ah sorry, good man, I'm sorry.  I got carried away and meant to just smack my fist on the wall and I slipped.  Here, no harm no foul.  I guess all these attacks just have me on edge.  Can't tell when the shifty eyed blighters will strike next...