Aboard the vessel (MEDICAL PERSONNEL REQUIRED)

OH FOR FUCKS SAKE, CAN’T HAVE SHIT IN THE DARK SEA

i try to secure William

Shit man, wait, I SEE A MERCHANT SAILBOAT IN THE DISTANCE- GAAHHHG passes out

Oh shit someone down.

I’ll go get em talks in radio

We can’t risk getting in range, AS FAR AS I CAN TELL THAT HURRICANE…

WAS TOO PRECISELY MADE TO BE CONSIDERED “NATURAL”.

They’re learning to imbue chaos into everything.

THIS CAMP HAS TO BE TERMINATED AND ALL OF THE RESOURCES HAVE TO BE RETRIEVED.

Alright, safety enforcement is allowed to remove the tarp off of the “big gun.”

(I broke a rule and fished up a fish from here and ate it)

carry you back to lab*

wow dude, should have listened.

honestly I’m not sure how to handle this. here, drink some.

gives some antiseptic drink

and warding water

THAT’S WHAT IM TALKIN’ ABOUT, FUCK THEM UP!

i reach for a stronger, more alcohoolic beverage

re awakes QUICKLY, GET SOMETHING THAT HAS ASH MAGIC, I WILL EXPLAIN LATER!

Expedition teams, move out.

Enforcement will be covering you, ships nearby will be terminated as you’ll see.

As the tarp is removed, the prototype “big gun” proves to be a railgun of some sort.

The very essence of chaotic energy is blasted away as the railgun strikes down a nearby ship.

Shield operators, execute external communication disruption!

A shockwave radiates from the shield as it surrounds the whole vessel.
Several dozen explosions go off in the nearby camps.

uuuhhhh here take it

grabs an ash arcsphere I had in a storage closet*

I don’t really like it but my grandma gave this to me so I guess it has some sentimental value to it.

The rules from here on out are simple, if there’s anything that can’t be identified as our own…

KILL ON SIGHT!

here we go again YES SIR

we board the jetboats once again

oh hey captain there’s this weird guy in the hallway with a knife and ragged clothes.

can I test my moves against him?

YES THANK YOU! absorbs the ash good eyes turn into a ashen color

Scanning…
that ain’t one of ours, deadly force is authorized!

welp there goes my grandmas precious ash magic.

it becomes a wood arcsphere*

huh.

FINALLY, I CAN PRACTICE MY STAFF SKILLS!

our boats approach the ships wreckings

aiight bet

Wood arm of the sailor!

Wood thrash!

ash magic circle appears under me SHIT MAN RUN IM ABOUT TO SNEESE