Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24416658-20160617071659

The caravan pressed on under the scorching heat of the post-apocalyptic sun. Alexander wiped some sweat off his brow, as Penelope walked alongside the two Brahmin carting their new, larger wagon, full of a variety of items to trade, sell, and use. Alexander was glad that he moved the special cargo without being seen.

Ironsides, the former bandit, had found himself a set of Air Force fatigues at the base, which he was wearing now. He was also walking alongside the cart, carrying an assault rifle he lovingly decorated with some dirt and grass. He called it "Earth". Wasn't very creative.

The dog they had met was sleeping on the cart, tired from walking so long, and Ruby, the Robobrain, was powered down on the cart as well. She was low on battery, and would need a recharge.

You have been walking for about 4 days now, camping out in different places. Now, however, they were coming up on some sort of settlement. The land you're in seems to be some sort of suburbia, with scattered ruins and dead dirt and grass, yet there are some buildings up ahead, some sort of small town. A dilapidated road sign next to the road used to say "Welcome to Rock Springs!" That sign now has a board over it, with the words "Welcome to Silo!" on it.

Alexander called out a halt, as a group of people wearing combat armor and holding hunting rifles came to meet them.

"Halt!" one of them called, "You're entering the borders of Silo! What are your names?" Alexander held his hands up peacefully.

"Alexander Roxwill. We're a trade caravan heading east. May we stop in your settlement for some rest?" The man nodded.

"You're clear to go through," he said, "But watch yourselves. One wrong move and we shoot." The men continued their patrol. Nodding you all forward, you all enter the settlement.

There are about 50 people here, and they all look at your group in wonder. A few children come up to play with the dog, and Ironsides laughs playfully. There are multiple shopkeeps: Sally's Six-shooters, Mikkel's Merchandise, Albert's Armory, and Billy's Bar. Clearly this town is big on alliteration. There also seems to be some sort of hotel, with a sign saying "Holly's Hotel". The trend continues.

"Alright, guys," Alexander says to everyone, "Take whatever's yours and do as you wish. We'll stay here a day or two, then keep moving." He and Penelope immediately head for the bar, and Ironsides plays with the kids. 