The fairgrounds north of the railyard were being set up for an exhibition of new technologies, farming ideas, and all sorts of other contraptions. It wasn't a grand area but a rolling embankment on the south side of it had started to have pilings driven in and backfilled to create a little more space and a grand view of the railyard.  Word was a new locomotive would be part of the show some were even saying it could approach the speed of the express trains back east once they laid new track for it. The Embankment that was being filled in made up the border between the fairgrounds and the railyard and was about 1/3rd complete.  Above the embankment, the fairgrounds had a few tents up already but mostly it was just stakes driven in the ground to mark where the different tents and exhibit would go. The railyard would be monitored by the rail police but the fairgrounds were pretty empty after the workers left for the day.  Your conversations in the saloon led you to believe several of those men were the ones working on filling the embankment.

There was no smoking in the fading light.

Cigarettes were bad for night vision. Kaneenawup remembered it best from his many raids, attacking those southern settlements as the sun coast down the hill, the weak rays blazing the enemy eyes alongside the lights of their smokes. The night had brought so many terrors, the dusk had kept the nightmares at bay. Despite the dusk being filled with the blood of the setting sun.

To satiate his cravings, the Crooked Gun chewed on a handmade toothpick instead, surveying the embankment from a respectable distance. Luther and Michael seemed to know their way around terrain, taking them all to a carefully elevated spot a distance away. He looked down, noting the embankment and fairgrounds, wondering which to check first. His premonition earlier hadn't been exact in pinpointing a location. Embankment...or Fairgrounds?

"Do you two," Kane indicates to the new Guns, Luther and Michael, "Want to try your hands at scouting ahead?"

Luther had done this many times before. Being a good shot is one thing, planning that shot a whole different thing. Hai and him had worked together before, so he rather liked the idea of them working this together.

What do ya say Hai? Wanna do our thing? Long guns not gonna be a lot of use in the dark, but could really use your instincts scouting this out. This IS just an info gathering trip.

Luther loosed his knife from it's sheath. Always prudent to be at the ready. Then he crouched down and gazed at the fairgrounds below. Eyes barely moving, but he was watching everything.

We can scout from here till it get's to dark, then will have to move in slowly.

"Can...do it." Micheal was carefully guiding his weathered ranch horse, keeping it steady as he looked at the desert around them, shuttering at the coming cold, though it at least helped sooth his minor burns. Caihong had his rifle at the ready, and looked ahead as best he could in darkening sights. "Should be uh...easy, best at this, alright." Micheal tried to have a light tone, letting a bit of his heavy accent through before quieting down.

William had taken the whiskey bottle from the saloon. He did make sure to leave enough coin to cover the cost. As they we all deciding where to investigate first, he made a mental note that the railway was most likely monitored. William was fairly knowledgeable on Vampires but not so much on the other beasties of the supernatural.  He knew to keep his eyes out for signs of vampiric influence but he concentrated on things that may be of a different beast all together.

Nathan held his spot once they arrived at the grounds and just spent some time taking it all in.

He had a fair eye for detail, and he could avoid giving himself away so long as he was mostly sitting in wait, so it made the most sense to just let things happen and see what there was to see.

Besides it seemed the two new men had opted to take the lead, which was fine by him.  So long as they found whatever might be about to find it wasn't much concern who flushed it out, or caught the trail sign.