[b]Helheim Forest[/b]

Cletus looked over his shoulder to the man with the... well, not a motorcycle. It was too thin. He couldn't even see the fuel tank or the engine- and where was the microfusion generator? He went back to chewing on the kebab.

"Like I said to the raiders, you want food, take a seat. I'd stay away from the fruit here though. You want trouble, aff-"

And then the sonic boom overhead. In the blink of an eye, he had stood up, moving his foot up and launching his plasma defender out of his boot, heading over to his pack.

"Mind covering me while I get some armor on? I think we got aliens."