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[griffinpup]

Loot the dead slime men.  Don't necessarily share.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Oh, right.
Examine the corpses after all hostile slimes leave or are killed.

[scapheap]

I'll repair my suit as best I can. Since the only thing that heal the suit seem to be a quick battle patch, I guess there elbow grease for out of combat.

[griffinpup]

use up as much fuel as necessary to get the most loot.
Sorry guys, bit i really need a few items.

[NoahTophatz]

Just wrap up the mission if not shoot the blue slime

[kj1225]

Take what the greedy dicks called my teamates don't want.

[griffinpup]

Take what the greedy dicks called my teamates don't want.

lol

[USEC_OFFICER]

As the remaining slimes flee, Korgoth, Gewrgl and Kyle Johnson descend on the dead for some good-old fashioned looting. Obviously slimes aren't interested in anything they can't eat, but the three each manage to find a steam rifle on the Slime-Folk Warriors. Additionally the warriors had various fetishes and ornaments on them, probably worth a round of drinks at the saloon. While the three find what meger loot they can, a group of Gabbos from the local garage try to salvage what they can from the destroyed agricultural suits. A few other people also head out to bury the dead, but most of the people in White Rocks head to the saloon for a couple drinks to steady their nerves. Except for the bartender and his staff, it's not going to be a productive night in the town.

I'll repair my suit as best I can.

Clair Nightmare heads to the local garage to repair her suit. The lone Gabbo manning the shop lets you in quietly. For helping to protect the town, repairs are on the house.


In between each mission is a freeform RP segment. You can walk around, talk to people or your fellow players, buy supplies, and eventually stumble upon the next mission. If you have no idea what to do, I'd suggest heading to the saloon for a couple of drinks.

For reference, White Rocks has the following buildings:
The Local Saloon
The Post Office
Flint's General Store
Gabbo Brothers' Garage
Mikic's Stables (for those who can't afford their own suit)
Blacksmith's Shop
The White Rocks Unified Geshiel Church
The Second Reformed Church of the Saltorians
Temple to the Sun

[kj1225]

Kyle heads for the saloon.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Gewrgl goes to the saloon, buying a drink but not drinking it.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Kyle heads for the saloon.

Kyle heads into White Rocks's only saloon. It's a nameless place, constructed cheaply out of thin, long boards from the local woods. However the inside is warm and cheerful, with the lamps fully lit and a small fire blazing in the fireplace. The tables are packed and the conversation is boisterous, only punctured by a few groans coming from upstairs. Evidently the doctor lives above the bar. The conversation dies down marginally as Kyle enters. Several of the tables hold a couple of toasts in his honour, and motion for him to join them.

Gewrgl goes to the saloon, buying a drink but not drinking it.

Gewrgl slips into the bar more quietly and heads towards the bar. The bartender is heavyset but advancing on in years. He nods at Gewrgl and pours him one of the sweeter beers that Slime-Folk favour.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Gewrgl watches the other people in the bar.

[kj1225]

Kyle smiles and sits at one of the tables that motioned him over.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Gewrgl watches the other people in the bar.

The other people in the bar are the usual crowd you'd find in the Frontier. Mostly ranchers and homesteaders, along with a couple of craftsmen whose services are invaluable to the inhabitants of White Rocks. Most of the people crowding the saloon are human, though a large number of Gabbos and Slime-Folk mingle freely with them. Your keen senses even spot a couple of Zolid warriors in the confusion, likely outlaws from one of the Coastal Cities. Most of the people are drinking and enjoying themselves, glad to be alive after the attack. However you do notice a few interested glances your way.

Kyle smiles and sits at one of the tables that motioned him over.

The table is a bit crowded, but someone manages to find you a seat from somewhere. Around the table are three other humans, one of them flanked by two Slime-Folk in a friendly but protective manner. You vaguely recognize the Slime-Folk as gunslingers from the battle. Their boss shakes your hand and introduces the group.

"Nice to meet you... Kyle, right? My name's Howard Johnson, and my companions here are Granite, Hleshing and... Robert and James Bradford?"

The man to your left nods. "Yep. You know, we were just talking about the battle," he says, grinning as he nudges you with his elbow.

[griffinpup]

Stride into the bar.  Ask Gewgrl if he's gonna finish his drink.  If he doesn't, chug it for him.  After that go talk to the Zolid warriors.