The warrior nodded at Rauko's statements and took her hand to shake. Once more the infiltrator got to be surprised at how monstrously strong some of these other people seemed to be. The lady's grip was like a vise, though it didn't hurt at all. "Glad to have you on Rauko. Pay is standard for these types of caravans. You'll get ten percent three days from now. Another forty percent when we reach Dan Risati and the remainder at Kettle Rock. Dress for the heat because we're going through the desert."<br/><br/>The adviser brought a scrap of paper of to Rauko. he spoke very softly to her, still very nervous, "That's the number of your wagon, stow your items there. We're leaving at sundown tomorrow evening."<br/><br/>Over on one of the fountains Rauko could see a red head sitting and watching her. It was obvious who it was, but once again Rauko couldn't recognize her form.