General Alima Lyshania strode into the map room, a scowl on her face.
"Give me a pen and paper," she growled.
The talented scout snapped to attention and quickly pulled out some paper and a fine quill pen from his pack.
Leaning over the table, she began to write furiously.
Handing back the paper she said, 'I wasn't able to get them all. I encountered....disaster. But this should be enough. Spread the word.'
Nodding, the scout put the paper back in his pack and saluted sharply.
"Yes General."