Name;  Jasper Howe<br/>Time;  Early morning.<br/>Location;  Makeshift fort guarding the portal to the other side.<br/>Tagged;  All<br/><br/>"OK... At least things come quickly here. You ask for a flying scout - you get it." Jasper muttered, wondering if he could chase the crowd that have gathered around him a bit. He didn't like crowds. At all. Even if they contained suggestively dressed females. Especially when he tried to think and somehow the priest have already tried to leave thinking on him. He unfolded the map a bit more, giving those who stood closest a suggestive elbow and looked again at the flying man. He did gave the impression that he had been around here for a while.<br/><br/>"Missed your name. Sorry. I'm Jasper Howe. Two questions. OK. Three - is there another way down? Where are the chokepoints and what is the enemy in terms of numbers... and shapes?"