While the moon was descending across the sky, a man crouched silently in a distant tree, hidden among the leaves. He peered carefully at the small clearing with a single tent, a bedroll, and a young man sitting on a log in front of a small fire. The man in the tree was cautious and remained completely quiet.
Rather than relay his findings verbally, he kept one hand behind his back. That hand clutched a naj crystal, opening and closing to signal his report.
Even further from the Oli's campsite, another group of men had gathered in the darkness of night. There were no tents and only bedrolls hidden with leaves or shrubbery. They always had at least one man on watch duty and another at the side reporting on the scout's signals.
"Lakd, that one is still awake."
"Uhh… Why did he have to get involved…" groaned one of the five men.
"You know the kid, right? He trouble?"
