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The Young fellas worked hard .. there is not a tree in sight and they finally got into the vacant building (being as the owner had left and given it to Valaric). And I guess the young fellas worked overly too hard because they realized that a worker needs a full stomach ... and so along came the Lady; and cooked up a whole parcel of chops, PORK on Ya Fork!!, chicken and "Burnt Bear meat". Drinking water catchment was provided also by the Lady and so the Rag tailed Army continued to march (Work!!) on their supplied vitals and did what had to be done for the day.
and so the Saga will continue as time ticks by.....
There has been excellent co-operation by a dedicated few that may be called the Northern Alliance. Under the watchful eye of Valaric (and possibly GameDriver) things have been happening up there near the Air Field. Mostly Good but some bad. Before the team settled in and sorted themselves out into some reasonable order of 'good direction' many scummed to to the ravishing of the Bears. Then came the raids .. at first unknown; but at the latest as I stupidly ran up calling "its Me!!; Its Me!!". BUT it wasn't 'them' it was 'the others'. Then I was face to face of the two weapon barrels belonging the two raiders.. the tunnel of a barrel looks rather large from the wrong end .. and so does (possibly) the round approaching.. and taking me down... DEAD!
BUT names were remembered and the culprits are PatCollier76 and Bonks225.