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Gods, Men and Everything in Between

I want to hear more about how Telios is a child of Ira and Alcadeas. That makes for a great back story.

From the badlands

Brax stares at Eric for just a moment and then turns to Piper and says, "If you guys need extra rations of water let me know. Also you might have your hands full, so above all things you should try to survive." He then turns to one of the men in the group and says, "We need an exact count of men, women, children, elderly, and those that are ill." He then turns to a woman and asks, "Do you know how many people here have any weapons and know how to use them?" Brax takes a few steps and breaks a twig from a tree. He points towards the landscape and says, "Over there is the best place for our group to set up for the day until the sandstorm is over. It will protect our group from most of the harsh elements of the storm." Kneeling down he then uses his twig and draws a map of the landscape and motions a perimeter around it. "We then need to set up a perimeter around our site and have people do rotations to be on guard to protect the caravan. We keep the most vulnerable in the center. Finally, once we get there we need to ration our food and water so aside from these two who are going out, we will need everyone to bring out what you have for sustenance when we get there so that we can start a tally of what we have. If we don't do this then we all might die out here.

From the badlands

Brax thought to himself that these were just kids volunteering. He was sure that none of them would be even older than twenty. Perhaps in a different world they would be allowed to grow up into adults before ever risking their lives. He was sure that not all of them really understood what kind of dangers they were putting themselves into. Brax looks at the two and breathes a deep sigh. And he looks straight at Piper and says, "I see you have a bow with you. At least that's something." Points his index finger straight at Eric. "Do you have anything to protect yourself with? There are horrible things out there and if you both are going then you might be the best chance our group has to survive. Let's set twenty four hours for you guys to get back. Hopefully, with reports of water and food sources, and a shelter too. After the twenty four hours we are sending out another group. But they won't be looking for you. They'll be looking for the same thing you are. I wish you both the best on your travels." Brax pauses for a moment considering that this group might just be sending these kids to their deaths."I am staying here and help coordinate the rationing of our supplies. You guys should go as soon as you can."

From the badlands

Brax was about done getting his gear all loaded into his backpack. He appreciated traveling light because he could be on the move in under five minutes. He had just finished wrapping up his sleeping bag and was about ready to go. He was thinking how he couldn't remember a time when he didn't have this brown homely looking sleeping bag. It was definitely old but it has worked for even very cold temperature drops. Once he was ready he flung one of the straps of his backpacks on his right shoulder stood up and said to the group, "Folks, it seems best for our group to travel during the nights instead of the morning. I think we should consider resting in some sort of shelter today and do most of our traveling tonight. Also, do we know how long it would take us to get the next water source? Perhaps it is also time to start rationing our supplies to ensure we have enough to go around even if we somehow get delayed in reaching our destination." Brax then takes a drink of water from his canister. After doing so he covers the lower half of his face with his red bandana to minimize sand inhalation because of the sandstorm that was starting to pick up.

From the badlands

Let's do this today! ;)

From the badlands

Quenten Brax

Name: Quenten Brax

Age: Thirty years old

Skills: medical knowledge, melee fighting

Personality: Brax is man of quiet strength, he takes very few friends and usually only those he has fought with into complete confidence. Brax is a quiet individual with few words and his detractors mistake this reserve for pomposity. Life for Brax is a serious mission, a job to be tackled soberly, unremittingly. Since taking over the losing his friends Brax he has had only one goal which was to avenge their deaths and do whatever it takes to survive. While seemingly calm and collected he does go on a silent fit of rage.

Appearance: Five feet seven inches, brown eyes, brown hair, bearded.

Attire: Swat helmet, gas mask, red bandana wrapped around his neck, brown shirt, black vest with lots of pockets, ripped cargo pants with pockets, boots that goes all the way up to below the knee.

Equipment: Cross bow & arrows, axe, water canister, binoculars, matches, sleeping bag, backpack

Bio: Brax as he has always been called has been traveling by himself for year before joining the caravan. Before being alone he was with a group of ten people who he has gotten very close two. Although, one day when he was out looking for food his companions who were in settled in a campsite was attacked violently by group of bandits. He has been spending years trying to hunt and trap each one to extract his revenge. After doing do he finally decided to rejoin a group and that's when he encountered the caravan.

From the badlands

Quenten Brax

Name: Quenten Brax

Age: Thirty years old

Skills: medical knowledge, melee fighting

Personality: How your character acts

Appearance: Five feet seven inches, brown eyes, brown hair, scruffy facial hair.

Attire: Swat helmet, gas mask, red bandana wrapped around his neck, brown shirt, black vest with lots of pockets, ripped cargo pants with pockets, boots that goes all the way up to below the knee.

Equipment: Cross bow & arrows, axe, water canister, binoculars, matches, sleeping bag, backpack

Bio: Brax as he has always been called has been traveling by himself for year before joining the caravan. Before being alone he was with a group of ten people who he has gotten very close two. Although, one day when he was out looking for food his companions who were in settled in a campsite was attacked violently by group of bandits. He has been spending years trying to hunt and trap each one to extract his revenge. After doing do he finally decided to rejoin a group and that's when he encountered the caravan.

Gods, Men and Everything in Between

Agree.

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