Into the Aberdeen---Bismarck Wilds

Courtney wrote:

I recoil in disgust as the blood goes everywhere. "Jeez, lets get out of here before they come back with friends,"

"Good idea.." I say, examining myself and the entire group. In pure disgust, I add.."We should find something to clean ourselves with.."

I start to head up the road that looks more active

Courtney wrote:

I start to head up the road that looks more active

"That is no doubt the best idea all day..." I start following Natalya.

I holster my gun and follow Natalya, Trying to wipe off some of the blood. I call my wolf "Fable, Shabow."

The sun begins to reveal itself as you walk down the savanna trail. The trees thicken the further you go down the road. Soon enough, you hit a crossroad that has quite the bit of footwork about it. The straight road shows that you'll meet with the train station. To the left is "The settlement" To the right is..."Druid shrine" (Written in Elven).

"Hmmmmm...which way?"

I start heading toward the settlement without stopping to consider the other route

Courtney wrote:

I start heading toward the settlement without stopping to consider the other route

"W-wait, we don't even know if that's Bismarck!" I exclaim while trying to catch up.

I shrug thinking it might have been interesting to check out the shrine, and I turn to follow Natalya.

"I vote settlement. Dirty druids probably don't even know what a vehicle is."

(Assuming the whole party follows) Another hour worth of travel...the sun completely risen now...

After traveling the tree thickets for some time, you come across a wooden-fenced area with a wide open gate. You spot a jeep that bolts down the road past you and wanders between some of the trees. "Wooo yeahhhh!" a voice shouts as another is quick to yell "Calm down, you're gonna scare everything away!" Beyond the gate is an assortment of huts with massive amounts of boxes and cages holding various creatures you've seen passing by as you traveled here. A dwarf holding a clipboard seems to be scrutinizing each cage, and taking notes of some sort.

It doesn't take a wide range of hearing to listen for the cocking of many triggers thunder throughout the woods. Looking around, you see many lightly armored men holding up shotguns and rifles. They don't look entirely happy with your presence. Their scowls are well-defined on their faces.


(And...calling that a wrap for the night. Honestly, I thought things would go faster than this. Combination of issues, and I don't like the idea of continuing this arc without finishing it from here. We're about 60% through...Sorry it wasn't really that exciting this time. Lol, little things here and there messed it up. I think if it had been live/in person, I would have handled it better...I've never been too good at wilderness campaigning, and I thought I really nailed it this time. Oh well.)

(Alright, see you guys next time!)

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