The sky is just beginning to lighten as you find yourself set up in your hiding places and posts, the first hints of the warm red glow of dawn beginning to show at the horizon. Soon the world will be bathed in the rising sun's crimson flame, but for now it's merely dark and silent and still.

As promised, Salera's client soon comes riding from the east, a heavily cloaked figure riding side-saddle on a beautiful white unicorn with an iridescent mane that catches even the scant amount of pre-dawn light. She looks around suspiciously as she nears the tree, before dismounting and tying the animal up at a hitching post near the base of the steps.