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MafiaPuppet · Site Admin Joined: 13 Sep 2012 Posts: 19

A cold night. A shit motel. The players gather one by one, trudging out of the fog. The road from Bedford is infested with walkers; it is safer to travel alone. They will find their contact here, hiding somewhere within this unlikely redoubt. He huddles in the dark where nothing can find him. His Hunter name is Hot Bibles.

The motel has two stories, eight rooms per floor. The upper floor is accessed by one of three outdoor staircases. It is all made of cheap plastiwood coated in peeling lime green paint. A smaller building adjacent has a lobby and partioned reception booth. A large window leading into the reception booth is broken open. A door leading to the lobby is ajar.

The place is deathly quiet. There is no electricity. It is the perfect place to steal a sleep or brood on the events that brought one here.

IceWolf89 · Joined: 04 Dec 2012 Posts: 4

Seeking the high ground, Tom prepares his hatchet and sling, then moves up the nearest Motel stair case like a ghost (Stealth, 4). Seeking a good view of the lobby outside, Tom picks a room in the center of the hallway, clearing it (3). Leaving is backpack blocking the door, Tom equips his bow and sets up shop at the window, using his drop gauge scope to spy on the area (3).

MafiaPuppet · Site Admin Joined: 13 Sep 2012 Posts: 19

The motel is a festering stink-hole. Little, ugly things skitter in the dark corners of every room. They seem to watch. The night passes slowly, a small comfort to a man like Tom. Another night alone with his demons.

He keeps a lookout for his partner. Ohio winters are cold. He hides in his winter clothes. The jitters of isolation keep him awake. What does he think about while he waits?

IceWolf89 · Joined: 04 Dec 2012 Posts: 4

Tom ponders momentarily on what the ugly things in the rooms my be (Animal ken, 3).

Tom lets his mind wander off into why he's here, beyond meeting his contact, but more about his sister and how she was killed. He remembers how they were lured into a trap by those who once were friends and how they bared her inside the old family barn with those hideous walkers. Then lit it all on fire. Slowly he's hunted them down, just one more name remains: Rico Rodriguez, sly little Mexican with his sly little knives.

Tom resumes his watch, more distracted this time (2).

FireyKeeblerElf · Joined: 05 Dec 2012 Posts: 4

Jack rides out of the fog on his Honda, lights off, silent and unseen, nothing stirred (Stealth 5, Ride 3). He parks and prepares to enter the establishment, screwing the silencer to his Glock, backpack in tow. Jack moves to the lobby to begin his search, quickly but quietly (Stealth 3).

IceWolf89 · Joined: 04 Dec 2012 Posts: 4

Tom slides his Bow back around his back and, picking up his backpack, opens and jumps out the window (Athletics 5). After landing/rolling like a badass, Tom goes to his rather well hidden motorcycle (Survival 5), swapping his hatchet/sling/bullets for his battleaxe.
He then grabs Jack's attention, and then joins his partner to assist in the search, insisting on being first in to clear the room, axe at the ready (Survival 3).

FireyKeeblerElf · Joined: 05 Dec 2012 Posts: 4

Jack concedes to Tom and silently follows close behind (3). He begins to search the lobby, looking for anything of use and the contact (2).

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