Sasha was about halfway through his jog when he was stopped by Ravenia. He stopped immediately and came over, his eyes wandering up the wall as she spoke to him. He nodded. "Sure, no problem. Whatever you need." Sasha could do with a little down time. He glanced at the other gate guard, a man who's name slipped his mind, and grunted as he began to climb the ladder up. 

Sasha settled in at the top, looking out over the barren landscape. He didn't miss that crap for one second.

A mere couple moments ticked by when a cloud of dust off in the distance caught Sasha's attention. He cupped his hands over his eyes to shield them from the sun, trying to see what was approaching. As it grew closer, the form of a couple horse drawn wagons could be made out among the dust kicked up from the party. Several riders flanked the wagons, no doubt on guard duty. It looked like some supplies runners from Isam's group were paying them a visit. 

"Incoming," Sasha hollered down at Marcus and Ravenia.