After
deciding, that I spent more than enough time in the town, I decided to get on a
train. There were a few interesting characters aboard, nobody who would be
worth fleecing though. I had some idle chit-chat with them, and a few games – nothing
serious - when disaster struck.
We were attacked by savages, and at the same time the train got blown up as well. Obviously the two are related, although who knows what’s behind it all. The other passengers were out of luck, those not devoured by the ghost rock flames were quickly disposed of by the Indians. My newfound companions seemed to be tougher nuts to crack however. This was not really surprising, two of them are army veterans after all, and the girl – slight as she is – is a savage herself, so she must have some cunning tricks up her sleeve.
I tried to stay out of sight, and only use a few of my own tricks to help turning the odds in our favor. After the whole thing was over, we gathered our belongings, and tried to leave as quickly as possible. I would have loved a chance to go through the pockets of our fellow passengers – they were dead, and I hate money to go to waste – but an even greater number of savages were nearing our position. The only way out was a small, dark tunnel with a new pair of train tracks within, so that’s the way we went.
We were attacked by savages, and at the same time the train got blown up as well. Obviously the two are related, although who knows what’s behind it all. The other passengers were out of luck, those not devoured by the ghost rock flames were quickly disposed of by the Indians. My newfound companions seemed to be tougher nuts to crack however. This was not really surprising, two of them are army veterans after all, and the girl – slight as she is – is a savage herself, so she must have some cunning tricks up her sleeve.
I tried to stay out of sight, and only use a few of my own tricks to help turning the odds in our favor. After the whole thing was over, we gathered our belongings, and tried to leave as quickly as possible. I would have loved a chance to go through the pockets of our fellow passengers – they were dead, and I hate money to go to waste – but an even greater number of savages were nearing our position. The only way out was a small, dark tunnel with a new pair of train tracks within, so that’s the way we went.
The tunnel
was dark and creepy, not the sort of place I like to spend my afternoons in. We
saw a train, but it either did not notice us or did not want to stop for us. In
the end we found ourselves near a base of operations of some sort, guarded by a
huge mechanical abomination. We decided on a game of chance to see who has to
test out the friendliness of the guardian, which suited me just fine.
Not surprisingly – at least not to me – it wasn’t me, who had to take his chances with the machine. What WAS surprising however was that our Indian friend does indeed have a few tricks up her sleeve. She turned into some sort of bird right in front of our eyes. I was amazed by her foolhardiness. Isn’t she afraid of persecution? Maybe it is different for the Indians. At any rate, this might prove very useful in hiding my own abilities.
The guardian was decidedly not too friendly towards the raptor, and she barely escaped unharmed. Thankfully it was uninterested in actual people, so we made it into the camp unmolested.
I was a bit worried about meeting the owners of the camp. If someone goes through that much trouble to hide something, they are rarely pleased when someone else discovers it. However everyone was perfectly friendly when they met us, and we were asked to partake in the historical moment of reaching California by rail. It seemed almost too good to be true.
Not surprisingly – at least not to me – it wasn’t me, who had to take his chances with the machine. What WAS surprising however was that our Indian friend does indeed have a few tricks up her sleeve. She turned into some sort of bird right in front of our eyes. I was amazed by her foolhardiness. Isn’t she afraid of persecution? Maybe it is different for the Indians. At any rate, this might prove very useful in hiding my own abilities.
The guardian was decidedly not too friendly towards the raptor, and she barely escaped unharmed. Thankfully it was uninterested in actual people, so we made it into the camp unmolested.
I was a bit worried about meeting the owners of the camp. If someone goes through that much trouble to hide something, they are rarely pleased when someone else discovers it. However everyone was perfectly friendly when they met us, and we were asked to partake in the historical moment of reaching California by rail. It seemed almost too good to be true.
It was. We
could barely settle down for a few moments, when the camp was attacked. At
first we were left behind in our – hopefully – safe resting place, but soon
there was trouble on the other side of the camp as well. I reluctantly followed
the others to find the engineer responsible for digging through the cave wall
pinned down by horrific monsters in his equally infernal-looking contraption.
Normally this would have been my clue to slip away quietly from the scene, but with the camp being under attack from both ends I thought that unwise. Especially, since my new acquaintances were more than happy to engage in a deadly battle with the disgusting critters. In the end, I ended up helping them dispose of the creatures, and we even saved the hapless engineer.
I hope there will be at least some sort of reward for this.
Normally this would have been my clue to slip away quietly from the scene, but with the camp being under attack from both ends I thought that unwise. Especially, since my new acquaintances were more than happy to engage in a deadly battle with the disgusting critters. In the end, I ended up helping them dispose of the creatures, and we even saved the hapless engineer.
I hope there will be at least some sort of reward for this.
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