And so, you start your search for bears.
Unfortunately, you find nothing. So you move to another forest. there, you find.... nothing.
Again.
The next forest finally gives some success in finding a bear, but it took you the entire day before you found one of these honey-munching twats.
The battle does not go well. You end up with deep wound that would have killed an average human, not to mention that TW and Diane both had to intervene.
They are fine, fortunately. (rolls= 5 then 6 then 19)
You finally give it a deep bite in the throat, adding the bear to your horde. You eat him a bit longer, feeding you at the end of this tiring day. Bear is delicious.
The bear mutates on the way to the trucks. He gains a mutation similar to that of brutes. Muscles growing out of skin, but it's only in select places.
It doesn't look to different, really.
So here you stand. Tired and injured at the end of a rather boring day. Diane has been keeping herself busy speaking with Theresa, at the very least she kept her fire going.
(that is, her not being emotionless, not the budding pyromania)
Health:Extremely injured.
Energy: tired
Armor: Bulletproof vest, strong pants, good stompin' boots, Helmet.
Hunger: Stuffed.
Durability level 2.5
Inventory:4 Biobombs. 28 worms.Smith & Wesson Model 500 (loaded), 10 .50 caliber bullets, 4 ammo boxes of .50 cal ammo. MP5SFA3, 4 clips.
Gun experience: Can hit stuff.
Safe-house security: Gone.
Rage:Ready.
Horde
5 normals ,15 armored,Snowflake, One Banshee, Blood-wing(On the van. Sneaky devil!), one crawler, bear.
Closest Friend: Diane
Friend:Bennie(missing!)
Caretaker: "Theresa's Whisper"