Move out. Lend a shoulder to Gorat if I can do so without straining my own injured legs.
You keep in step with Milno, your legs feeling better but not 100% by a long shot. You have the distinct feeling that trying to carry something large, like the partial bulk of a crippled man, would probably be a very bad idea.
Walk along with the group. Lend a shoulder wherever it may be needed.
Let's go. Also, if we need to rest anywhere, I suggest we do it back up at the top of the elevator ride. Down here is not a good prospect for camping.
You join up with Maurice and Milno.
Cut a piece off my massive slab. Successful or not, follow group.
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You hack off a bit of rock and dump it into a container before heading off after Maurice and Milno.
Travis looks for some kind of tool...something to move stuff with. Wheel barrel, forklift, lifting mech, something like that. They couldn't have carried this stuff by hand....
You look around. Beyond the Elevator you don't see any sort of machines around, not even a wheel barrel. Maybe they took whatever they used back out of the anomaly?
>Make my way towards the front of the group as we march along, scanning the terrain with a seasoned tactical eye.
>Also try and examine the 'graveyard' part.
"I'll be honest with you, team; I've got a bad feeling about this. Let's just go have a look at this Citadel place, satisfy our curiousity and get the heck out of here, what say you all? No sense going out of our way to get samples if it's going to cost lives."
You join up with Milno and Maurice.
Follow group, carry out a long, Gregorian Chant.
"Hey, does this shibari make me look fat? While Simultainiously constricting my arms?"
You follow along with everyone else.
The team, newly bedecked in glowing rope and lanterns, continues down the path. At first it seems as barren and uninteresting as the plains, just a massive expanse of blank sand, but it doesn't last for long. After only a few hundred meters large standing stones begin to appear, monoliths scattered about in the endless sand. Their size varies, some only foot high stumps and others towering several meters tall. Their designs are equally varied, each baring a different textured pattern and a unique, smoothed architecture.
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