About twenty minutes of sweeping through the area, and Delphine spotted her goal - a small campsite, about a half-mile into the woods. She could see at least a half-dozen people, gathered around it, along with a few tents, and what looked like a couple of wagons. They had the look of rough people, and honest travelers wouldn't be that far off of the road, with that permanent-looking of a settlement. They might be hunters, though... it was hard to say, without getting closer and possibly catching their attention.