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Lawrence had been patrolling the area where the group had fled to, with two men from 'the Dirty Half-Dozen': Paladin Marvin Carter and Scribe Norman Greenburg. They soon arrive at the camp (which I'm sure half these people aren't even at), and Lawrence lifts the Pilgrim up upon seeing the group. "Eh, we got some civilians here. Proceeding to make contact." Lawrence says to the others in his distinct accent, which sounds like one that a native of Boston would have, despite the fact he was from half-way across the country. Anyhow, Lawrence steps forward and addresses all the members in the group. "State your names, civilians. And don't even think about trying to attack; we, or at least I, won't so much as hesitate to gun you down." With that, Marvin and Norman step forward with automatic laser rifles, aimed and ready to fire.