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Peter and Oliver awake in the early hours of the morning, climbing out of the flea bitten straw cots the duo ready themselves for the delve into the lost bush. After a sorry breakfast of oat mash and water the two gather Tobias and his crew and head outside.
A glum grey overcast sky greets them, as does a pair of crippled beggars. After some quick questions one of the beggars going by "Peggy Sue" becomes the gangs official guide. With Peggy leading the duo behind and two toed Tobias's group in tow our motley crew heads off on an adventure.
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Half a days travel finds the group within the heat blasted scrub, an entrance to a deep ravine sits squat in the middle of the road two red stone pillars on either side. The gang pick their paths downward step by step until reaching the bottom. Salt ridden sand stretches in all direction slight squares of scrub spattered amongst, small mounds dot the landscape each leading to hidden burrows and warrens.
Upon approaching the first mount they are met with a solid doorway sticking out of the sand, slate squares have been fashioned as doors closing off the tomb. A roar echoes of the lands as Oliver's gun erupts shattering one the slate.
The shot continues to bounce and echo, drunkenly falling and flowing until arriving onto eager ears. A pack of bandits oft praying upon adventures know the tell tale signs. As the party begins to descend whoops and cheers can be heard on the horizon. A pack of eight rush the party, flintlock pistols drawn and knives at the ready.
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Quick with his hands Oliver wraps wads of cloth into an oilskin pouch and lights it, hurling it over the embankment being used for cover. For a split second nothing can be heard until human screeching rips the silence, two bandits roll on the ground napalm black sticking to every pore. Mouths sucking in great lungfuls of hot death both shriek and rip at themselves before lying still.
The bandits cower back at such an unexpected brutal attack before the leader amongst them spurns them into action. As he stands tall giving commands to the remainder of his men silhouetted against the red sands another roar fills the air. The leaders head explodes in a shower of gore, a smoking neck stump is all that remains.
The remainder of the group break and run sprinting into the desert taking pot shots behind them as they look to escape the onslaught. One of Tobias's men falls into the sand mid step, curls of smoke drifting from the fist size hole in his back. Not taking any more of this insanity Tobias and his men as one break and flee.
Bit by bit the bandit group is whittled down, the two flintlock rifles picking off stragglers and pounding into flesh. Two remain as they leap for cover behind a fallen bleached bone white tree. A horrible fire fight ensues with both sides ducking and shooting.
Our duo throwing caution to the wind rushes forward, a stray round rips through the air and rolls up Oliver's cheek piercing the top of his ear for good measure. Jumping over the fallen log struggles for weapon ensue and fists fly. One of the bandits is killed in the struggle the other knocked out, tied up and set ablaze after the location of the bandits hideout is found.
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Only located an hours walk away the duo and Peggy enter the bandits now deserted hideout, ransacking the place, taking the loot (A solid gold ring and some copper) they make tracks back towards Port Mullen.
Both look to make some money, test their strength and find Tobias within the fighting pits of Port Mullen.
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