Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170203214410/@comment-5543592-20170208190313

Randall had gone around the compound by now, surveying it, taking things he thought were interesting or he might need, regardless of who they had belonged to. He'd mainly claimed the necessary materials he'd need to make a pair of daggers, and perhaps a machete. He then went off to an isolated corner in the school, that others wouldn't normally come to, where he could set up shop.