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[kj1225]

Galen frowns at the outside world. He starts walking.
"Fucking hate sand. And the dessert. All of it can piss off."

[Xantalos]

Tömas looks at Buki confusedly.
The hell did you come from?

((Wasn't he still talking to the mechanic lady, hence why PN reposted the 'so you're leaving then' thing?))

[Projeck37]

((I'm forcefully hijacking this game until I get PN back over here. Basically. So all PCs are leaving the village together.))

[Xantalos]

((Works for me, this is the only one of these games I've actually been interested in for a while.))

[PrivateNomad]

((YOU ALL DIDNT DO ANYTHING :c))

[kj1225]

((YOU ALL DIDNT DO ANYTHING :c))

((There are at least three people who left the village that think it's the other way around.))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((*glomps PN aggressively*
NOW
WHIP HIM WITH YOUR WHIP OF GM DOING STUFF))

[PrivateNomad]

They leave the village and find desert!
Now Projeck GMs for a bit because I'm playing doto.

[Rolepgeek]

Jesse looks around, sighing.

"Too dry for my taste. Or my tongue..."

[Xantalos]

Tömas looks at her confusedly.
Your tongue? What, you licking the sand, girl?

[FelixSparks]

"This would be so much easier if someone had a car.  Ah well." He starts walking towards the direction he's fairly certain Kamina City is in.

[Xantalos]

Easier? Bah. Real men can stomach a light walk, he chuckles.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Ao silently follows him.

[kj1225]

Galen rolls his eyes. Stupid ghosts. And their... ghostiness. And deserts are dumb to.

[Rolepgeek]

"Wind is a thing, you know."

Jesse follows Buki, trying to get the taste of grit out of her mouth.