After departing from the vehicles, Clayton immediately started moving. He continued at a 45 degree from Kas and Charlotte. The tank needed to be boxed in if the supporting troops were going to have a shot at stopping it, and Clayton had just the plan for such a thing.
His drone picked up speed...
"Kasperko. You can call me Kas for short. Where's your android? They didn't give you one?"
Clayton had always had a problem coordinating his moves with another. He knows an adroid would adapt much easier, and had put some requests in but no results yet. "Ah no, they haven't got one that fits...
Desmond was surprised to see an outpost this deep into the forest. He knew this place would be a target for Darkborne, and the cost to maintain such a place must be phenomenal. While walking through the gates it was evident that this place had seen battle, it was in each of the faces of those...
Clayton was engrossed in the mission briefing he had received days prior, when he was approached by the stewardess. With a slight bent she asked "Is there anything I can get for you sir?" Clayton was taken by surprise. He had only ever been in a transport plane while serving, so this was a whole...
Name: Clayton Haight
Height: 6'0
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Equipment:
-Barrett M107A1 equipped with a high power scope for engagement up to 1000 yards.
-Browning Hi-Power 9-mm pistol with an extended mag to allow for 16 rounds.
-Modified face mask with thermal imagining, and a 2D display that...
It was a very restless night for Demond, not unlike the nights that came before this one. He managed to sneak in a about 2 hours of sleep nearing dawn. The clamor of the camp preparing for its journey tore Desmond from a rather unpleasant dream, and although he would miss out on valuable rest...
Desmond was already relaxed knowing he was much safer in the guardian camp than out in the forest, so when the calmness washed over him his demeanor didn’t change much. Seeing Jericho signal them, Desmond took up behind him remaining quiet as they strolled through the camp. He noticed the Angel...
Desmond nodded to Audun’s command and took up step behind him. He kept quiet as they walked, as there wasn’t much to say and he was in thought. As they moved through the camp, he took a guess that this camp held somewhere between 50-75 troops. Desmond remembered a few details about the military...
The immediate concern of the group seemed to have faded, not to imply anyone was comfortable but it didn’t feel like anyone was on edge either. The two then proceeded with questions on how Desmond made his way out here, and why he came alone. He knew in his mind that traversing these woods by...
Desmond had a good sense for the energies within a certain radius of him, however he could not pinpoint the origins of these energies. Which made the sudden change nearby confusing for him. This same confusion only fed into the rapid changes leaving Desmond stunned for a moment. Luckily for him...
The words of the Ulric didn't reach Desmond, as he was to concentrated on thinking of the proper route to take. ~Down... no trampled. Right, yes, up grap weapon release cloud step. That'll work... well depending on his balance. I'd need to get out of the way of...~ His thought was interrupted by...
Desmond’s excitement faded all at once. It was hard to keep a positive attitude in such a place, and now there seems to be someone blocking his path. He was also partly upset at himself for not noticing Ulric sooner, but he would not admit it.
Desmond’s bloodshot eyes slowly tracked upwards...
The Darkwoods weren't the first place on Desmond's list to go, infact it wasn't on the list at all, but sometimes sacrifices are made to achieve your goals. A rumor in Frontierville, told of a group of guardians heading into the Deepwwods. Now surely something will come of this.
As Desmond made...