Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190430180827/@comment-5543592-20190504233829

"No." Josey grunted. "Not for long, anyway.  Just gotta be long enough for us to get to those warheads."

The storm whistled around Paul. The loose soil scratched past him, the empty wind whistled in his ears.

The barren hellscape of the Divide was empty before him. There nothing between him and the sagging wreck of concrete and steel that was Sunstone Tower.

A faint shadow blipped into existence at the tower's foot, made indistinct by the storm. Vaguely human in shape, it moved towards Paul.

Five hundred feet back, in the cover of the tunnels Ulysses had led them through, the others watched as Paul, Rick, and Morgan stood exposed in the storm, and a lone figure advanced on them.

"They should've found better ground first." Josey muttered.

"Straighten your back." Ju Yung ordered brusquely.