<strong>Location:</strong>Middle of Marukan<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone and anyone<br/><br/>The scout's eyes widen as the light of Sanger's soul takes the guesswork out of precisely what they've found...<br/><br/><strong>"Best that it be him,"</strong>Suicides rumbles thoughtfully, pushing himself into a standing position.<strong>"With who is potentially nearby..."</strong><br/><br/>"Show-off!" Iori calls teasingly from the lava pit.<br/><br/>[...]<br/><br/>Five minutes in, the acutely-eared can hear the subtle thunder of hoofbeats -- many hoofbeats -- and not long after, an advance guard comes within visual range.  There are five people present, all on horseback.  Three of them have the look of seasoned veterans, spears in hand and ready.  A fourth has a sergeant's badge on him, a large green banner with the Forest-tongue characters for '15' and 'Hurricane' on them, and a wary, suspicious scowl as he assesses the people present.   Up front is a woman of hardened jaw, sheathed saber at her side, and both hands lightly guiding the huge, wise-eyed beast beneath her.<br/><br/>"Ho there, strangers," she calls out, approaching at a steady, relaxed pace.  "Hope there's nothing going--"<br/><br/>-- and when her gaze locks onto Sanger, her mouth falls open.  "Sanger?" she says, shocked.  "Is that you?"