Swiftly rounding a corner, the Varyx crouched down against an outside wall of one of the outer buildings of the settlement, one poison-tipped dagger in hand. Getting in was surprisingly easy. Too easy. Whoever was here - if there was anyone actually here - clearly wasn't afraid of being found. Taerys imagined that they could have sealed this place off tight if it was in their interests. Either that, or they just didn't expect anyone to come down to investigate and they weren't prepared. It was never going to be that option, not if they had the technology to take down an entire colony. Nevertheless, she just needed to be careful as ever and it'd be fine. First things first: find any evidence of a conflict. There'd have to be colonists somewhere, dead or alive. From a first glance, though, it didn't seem like there'd been any kind of retaliation. That was never a good thing.