Stone Men In Water Street

[Brian]

"Depends on how they manage it," Victor says with a shrug.  "But there's a difference between a meeting point and an established residence."

He frowns.  "Unless they plan on staying there, as well."

[Bjorn]

"We'll find out," Bjorn says, and watches... well, nothing, since it's awfully dark out.

[Rezantis]

"So, how's about those yankees?" Rez pipes up.

[Brian]

Victor glances at the rear-view window, but says nothing.  Eventually, you begin to go up a slope, winding around a few largish looking trees.  It takes about fifteen minutes of this before you end up driving into the middle of a street.  "This is the place," Victor announces, turning off the car, and climibing out of the driver's seat.

[Rezantis]

Rez climbs out of the car, and looks around the place curiously.

[Brian]

You see nothinbg, and a whole lot of it.  It's REALLY dark.

For a moment, anyway.  Before you really have time to do much but appreciate the pitchness of the black, the moon rises, and the cloud cover over the sky lifts.  The moon is only a sliver, but the stars shed a surprising amount of light.

You're standing in the middle of a wide dirt road, a few abandoned houses on either side of it, broken and gaping windows peering at you ominously.  If this place was a mining town (and it looks like it was, about a hundred plus years ago), it's sure not up to anything now.

"Hmm," Victor muses.  "Maybe we took too long."

[Rezantis]

"Well, maybe.  On the other hand, I wouldn't be making myself visible to a random car either. "

Rez produce The Warbag, extracts a flashlight, and offhands the bag again.

[Brian]

This is about the same time that you notice someone standing at the far end of the street.  At that range, he's only barely visible in the starlight.

[Rezantis]

Rez clicks on the flashlight and points it at the guy at the end of the street.

"YO!"

[Brian]

Oh, wait, you recognize that guy!  It's the TK from the Workshop.

"Christianson?" he calls out.  "Is that you?"

[Bjorn]

"Yeah," Bjorn replies.  "And this is Nathan.  You remember, the archer?  Where is everybody?"

[Brian]

"Hiding," the man replies.  "Lazarus will take them out of cover, now.  We saw the headlights while you were coming up.  Just wanted to make sure you were friends."

As you watch, lights flicker on in the depths of the surrounding buildings.  Most of them are hand-held flashlights, as more and more people (Workshop residents, as you recognize them correctly) start poking their heads out of the doors to peek at you.

Mr. Christianson? Lazarus's 'voice' is scrawled on your mental chalkboard as he steps out into the street and begins walking towards you (the TK falling in a few steps behind him).  What brings you here?

[Bjorn]

Bjorn stumbles at the unexpected contact for Lazarus, mentally fumbling for his mindboard and discovering that he did, indeed leave it turned in.  That means... oh, shit..

Out loud, he says, "Bit of a long story, Lazarus.  Maybe you'd like to sit down to hear it?"

[Brian]

Certainly, Lazarus thinks, looking at Rez and Victor curiously.  It's not much, but we have a bit of space where we can meet.

He enters one of the buildings on the side of the road, this one looking like an old saloon, though it's in marginally better condition than most of the other buildings.  At least, what you can see of them, at any rate.

[Bjorn]

Taking one of the seats, Bjorn studies Lazarus.  "How are you all doing?  Did you all get out safely?"