Windy Willow
After collecting the gear and coins dropped by the bandits Lucan walked over to their formation. He launched a single shadow bolt at a small shrub.
*Clink*
The shrub disappeared to reveal a broken formation flag. The concealment formation started to falter, flickering on and off before shutting down for good.
Inside the formation was a table, a couple of tents and several crates filled with supplies and weapons.
"Ah, our stolen goods." Heaven said excitedly.
"I can sell them back to you at 70% of face value." Lucan said.
"You cheapskate!"
"He is just joking; it is a gift to put the past behind us. Right Lucan?"
"Oh, umm, yeah, that's what I meant to say." Lucan replied before going into a tent to see if there was anything worth taking with him.