<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/3bfaeb75dbcce83bfc397be0f8c47baa.jpg)</div><strong>Aten Marlowe</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/15RW9l1-kdi1U_p6TrvCCoAbEAKuMV4KyKxnD-dlWCKA/edit)<br/><br/>Aten narrowed his eyes at the dwarf who clearly thought they were going to try and get out of a contractual obligation they were in the middle of performing.<em>Good lord.  The most pleasant one so far is the one who doesn't know how to listen.</em><br/><br/>When they approached the camp sight, Aten looked out over the  area.  "Well," he said softly.  "I have some tracking skill.  Unless someone is an actual specialist in it, i'll take the lead here.   Maybe someone has enough skill to assist me?"<br/><br/>“Someone else, cover us.  No one wants to get shot in the back while bending down to study a trail.”<br/><br/>Aten moved slowly out into the camp site.  He studded the tracks, and paid extra careful attention to where they'd gone.