"We're already at their mercy with a lack of information," Audra pointed out. "If we pinpoint where their base of operations is and determine their numbers, we'll know what we can do." Being a scout was often seen as the most dangerous role in any army, but a proper recon team wasn't just thrown to the wilds. They were trained for their jobs, and they knew the risks. Even so, Audra hoped Abadar guided them back safely.<br/><br/>Audra didn't quite catch Mi'anna lusting gaze on the other twin's ass, but it was hard to not notice the tent in Tamara's pants. The wolf attempted to hide her blush with taking another sip of her ale. Since her promotion things had been unusually busy and she hadn't seen to her...needs, as of late. She tried not to stare at the sorceress's half-naked state or the way the naive priest's robes were hugging her luscious form.<br/><br/>The captain wore a blue and white tabbard of House Farhowl over her breastplate of mithril. Under her armors and clothes, Audra kept an athletic, well toned figure that said she could wear her armor comfortably if she damn well pleased. The greatsword resting in her lap spoke to her abilities as well. A capable warrior she was, that was plain to see. A capable leader...well, that remained to be seen.<br/><br/>Audra found herself staring a bit more at the tent in Tamara's pants and decided it was time for some fresh air. She tossed back the rest of her ale and got to her feet, securing her sheathed greatsword to her back. "Finish up your drinks and do what you will. Just meet back at camp at dusk." With that, Audra made her way out of the Roaring Lions Tavern and out onto the streets of Candid.<br/><br/>She decided that if she was committing her scouts to getting a lay of the land, so would she. Audra made her way through the town, trying to get a sense of how the people were doing, how recent events were affecting them.