Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-4363162-20150223124041

Alex wandered aimlessly in the wreck-strewn streets of Brightwall. He'd managed to find an intact workshop and replenish his supply of catridges, but now he was left walking aimlessly in a town of burnt out spires. He sighed. The battle back then had been......exhilarating, so to speak. He wasn't sure if he could call it fun, given the tragedies incurred on both sides, but he felt something tug at the back of his mind. That feeling he'd felt two years ago, when that foolish bandit gang had allowed him to wield a firearm alone...