[centre][b]Amazonia Imperiia; Kraith[/b][/centre]

Kraith didn't pause in his observations instead continuing going about looking like he knew what he was doing and it was best not to interrupt it, instead he was looking for anything dead, rodents, chickens, lost circus midgets on tour. And yet try as he might he couldn't locate enough materials to animate and send in as a little spy, not even the midden heap showed any signs of bones to pick through, not that Kraith was going to dive in and look too hard. For one it'd be suspicious, for two, it'd be gross. Now he headed back towards the Queen tent pondering his options. There were many. And many stupid ones too.

Just walk in. 
Try and seduce the guards.
Pretend he was a clown.
Disguise himself as a beard.

Come to think of it, truly terrible plans required far too much effort to truly come up with. But Kraith came up with the simpler solution. He made his way back towards Traxilus. "Try not to get me caught. But i'm going to be unresponsive for a bit." Kraith sat back and leaned against a log laying down and shuffling his hat half over his face as if sleeping. And with that he left his body, time to hitch a ride in the servants, and see what he sees.