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The next morning I wake up barely able to breath. [[Octavia]] has done a wonderful job stitching me up, but still it will take a few days before I'm really myself again. The news that [[Gerald]] has been slaughtered quickly spreads through [[the Ark]] but no signs pointing at me. [[Rianna]] checks out the situation, wondering about a third unusual death in a short timespan. | The next morning I wake up barely able to breath. [[Octavia]] has done a wonderful job stitching me up, but still it will take a few days before I'm really myself again. The news that [[Gerald]] has been slaughtered quickly spreads through [[the Ark]] but no signs pointing at me. [[Rianna]] checks out the situation, wondering about a third unusual death in a short timespan. | ||
We prepare the raft to depart in search of the kidnapped [[Pure-One]]s. This time I board the vehicle and have [[Finley]] and [[Garrett]] pulling it along from the shore. [[Jack]] and [[Ava]] join us on the raft. A few zones to the east we go ashore and pull the raft onto the riverbank, | We prepare the raft to depart in search of the kidnapped [[Pure-One]]s. This time I board the vehicle and have [[Finley]] and [[Garrett]] pulling it along from the shore. [[Jack]] and [[Ava]] join us on the raft. A few zones to the east we go ashore and pull the raft onto the riverbank and secure it so it will still be here when we get back. | ||
We continue going east through burned forest until we encounter very sweet smelling flowery vines blocking our path. Not trusting anything unusual anymore in this world outside of our Ark I throw a stone at the flowers. Nothing happens so perhaps I am getting a little too paranoid... At least I thought that for a few seconds. But as [[Finn]] walks up to it, a cloud of dust is ejected by the flowers. [[Finn]] falls unconscious it seems, so I quickly run to him, covering my mouth and nose with a rag against the dust. I try to drag him away from the flowers. But spikey vines entangling his legs prevent this from succeeding. I call out to the others to assist. So we starts hacking, slashing, fire breathing and acid spitting on the vines. With some encouraging words from [[Octavia]] we finally manage to break him free and drag him away. | |||
''Ok, my paranoia was warranted clearly'', also seeing all the boney remains surrounding the flower area. | |||
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Revision as of 08:34, 25 March 2024
| Session 0 | Session 9 | Session 10 | Session 11 | Session 31 |
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| Octavia | Bolt Lincoln Octavia | Bolt Lincoln Octavia | Bolt Octavia | Octavia |
Freeing Pure-ones
The next morning I wake up barely able to breath. Octavia has done a wonderful job stitching me up, but still it will take a few days before I'm really myself again. The news that Gerald has been slaughtered quickly spreads through the Ark but no signs pointing at me. Rianna checks out the situation, wondering about a third unusual death in a short timespan.
We prepare the raft to depart in search of the kidnapped Pure-Ones. This time I board the vehicle and have Finley and Garrett pulling it along from the shore. Jack and Ava join us on the raft. A few zones to the east we go ashore and pull the raft onto the riverbank and secure it so it will still be here when we get back.
We continue going east through burned forest until we encounter very sweet smelling flowery vines blocking our path. Not trusting anything unusual anymore in this world outside of our Ark I throw a stone at the flowers. Nothing happens so perhaps I am getting a little too paranoid... At least I thought that for a few seconds. But as Finn walks up to it, a cloud of dust is ejected by the flowers. Finn falls unconscious it seems, so I quickly run to him, covering my mouth and nose with a rag against the dust. I try to drag him away from the flowers. But spikey vines entangling his legs prevent this from succeeding. I call out to the others to assist. So we starts hacking, slashing, fire breathing and acid spitting on the vines. With some encouraging words from Octavia we finally manage to break him free and drag him away.
Ok, my paranoia was warranted clearly, also seeing all the boney remains surrounding the flower area.
| Session 0 | Session 9 | Session 10 | Session 11 | Session 31 |
| ◀◀ | ◀ | ▲ | ▶ | ▶▶ |
| Octavia | Bolt Lincoln Octavia | Bolt Lincoln Octavia | Bolt Octavia | Octavia |
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