Tierra stiffens when she sees the campfire, her grip tightening on her staff. "Shall I go ahead and scout?" she asks.

Errol:

Errol keeps his eyes open for trouble, trying to get a look at the campfire up ahead (21 Perception).

Nadariel is staying vigilant that noone is sneaking up on them from behind. 15

(How far away is it?)

"By all means, dear. Though try not to look to appetizing if changing form for the approach, least you might find yourself someone's dinner... Well, someone attempting anyways to make you that before a lucky shot results in a surprise.." Belmarm warns with a grin.

The fire is in sight but looks to be several hundred feet away from where the group is.

((is the area near the fire wooded?))

The area near the fire appears to be off the road but not surrounded by woods.

Nadariel replies: „I think we should stay together and not split up to much, so that we are able to help each other quickly. Let‘s all check out that fire together, and once we are within maybe 50 feet, Tierra can scout ahead.“

Errol:

”Sounds good, Nadariel, let’s move,” says Errol, preparing to move forward once Tierra has moved off.

Falzaren will nod, "Hold up a moment when we get within 60 feet, I'll make the fire a bit brighter, see what we  can see." 

(When they get within 60 feet, he'll cast control flames doubling the brightness of the fire.)

As younger meet even before you use the spell you see that there is what looks like a small camp. As the flames jump and hecom brighter, several people jump back.

Errol:

Hanging back and waiting for Tierra's scouting report, Errol keeps an eye on the camp, but also disciplines himself to turn in a circle, surveying all his surroundings as he learned in his training--sometimes the obvious scene is put there to draw the eye away from a true danger (21 passive Perception).

If we are within 60 ft of the camp i use my Divine Sense again. ( know location of undead, fiend or celestial)

How many people do we see? Perception 23

You sense nothing out of the ordinary but from the distance Nadriel can't make out exactly how many people there are.

Wild Shape into a Cat

Stealth: 18

Perception: 13

Tierra closes her eyes and imagines a cat in her head, slowly morphing into a small black cat the attempts to get closer to get a better look at the group of people.

Falzaren will stand with the others, focusing on his spell and preparing for combat if needed.

Belmarm stands somewhere behind the others, looking somewhat confused by the fire reaction. 'We aren't troubling travelers are we? Now that would certainly be quiet the hoot, as it were' He thought and grinned in mild amusement. He stood his ground however to await the report.

The road gradually disappears and is replaced by a twisted, muddy path through the trees. Deep ruts in the earth are evidence of the comings and goings of wagons.

The canopy of mist and branches suddenly gives way to black clouds boiling far above. There is a clearing here, next to a river that widens to form a small lake several hundred feet across. Five colorful round tents, each ten feet in diameter, are pitched outside a ring of four barrel-topped wagons. A much larger tent stands near the shore of the lake, its sagging form lit from within. Near this tent, eight unbridled horses drink from the river.

The mournful strains of an accordion clash with the singing of several brightly clad figures around bonfire. A footpath continues beyond this encampment, meandering north between the river and the forest’s edge.

 None of the people there seem to notice Tierra.

((Don't you mean CaTierra? Haha I'm hilarious))