Perhaps thankfully for Rauko, the Lady was not within her tent at the moment. Instead the infiltrator found her aid to give the report to. The man stroked his beard before sighing. "We've arrived sooner than expected, that's disconcerting." He leaned over the map in the tent and made a couple of adjustments to it after asking Rauko to better describe how soon they would arrive.<br/><br/>He bade her to go back to her post and keep watch until nightfall. They would brave the Shadowland tomorrow and try to get through it before the following light.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">This time a perception+awareness, also she'd have fully regenerated her motes by this point.<br/></div></div><br/>They'd moved forward, camping a mile away from the edge of the Shadowland. In the twilight before nightfall Rauko had he first sighting of anything all day. It wasn't very distinct and was at the edge of her vision, but the infiltrator saw something out in the sands. A single figure that was only there for an instant, so short lived it might've been a mirage.