Four days after they passed one of the Burning Fields of the Burning Sands, Khao'khen was busy staring at the map of Ereia on his table. He needed to make some adjustments in his plans as their enemies are no longer in the dark about their presence. He stared absentmindedly at the map in front of him, he was trying to come up with some elaborate plans in his head but he can't seem to get his mind into it as his attention is always being pulled towards one certain mark on the map like an incapacitated ship towards a whirlpool.
Khao'khen let out one frustrated grumble as he slumped down on his chair, he was trying to steer his attention away from the map but something seems to be always attracting his eyes towards it. Confused and irritated, he stood up once again and carefully studied each detail of the map that was available to them based on the information that was provided or known to them.