Old drunk Teuton Brewery employee said in drunken stupor:
There is a legend of master spy that you cannot catch no matter how many scouts you have. He is like santa's little elf, always everywhere and the story goes like
"In tribe summit where & & were talking about conquering mountain.
They suddenly heard a rustle from nearby bush and there were 1 master spying on them .
Their legion of intel officers & & tried to catch him but failed. It was if he had flied away.
On the same day all the had vanished from oases and appeared near ww's as ."
I know it is too many words but 50 is kinda limiting.