06-15-2017, 08:16 AM
The Sage watched the man leave, laughing in the manner of one who was clearly insane, heading in the direction the Sage himself had just come from. A close call there. He had no interest in battling psychotics, Not that I’ll likely have a choice in the matter, I’ve chosen the wrong competition for much in the way of sane rationale. He thought grimly. The Sage quickly ate a small meal, waiting for word of his next objective.
He rested in the abandoned saw mill for a little more than an hour, after briefly satisfying himself that Karl had not bothered to hide any particular secrets in the location. It seemed that the former residents of the island had just left the operation entirely. The Sage wondered whether they had been given a choice in the matter. Just where did you get this island, Karl?
The data pad pinged to life as the locations of new artifacts was announced to the contestants. The Sage glanced over the locations it marked. Going towards one of the new drop points this early in the event would be extremely risky. It was soon enough that the overzealous members of the cast would likely be out on the hunt. But… He thought with a sigh, as he stood up and prepared for another dash across the barren ground, without risk, there is little reason for the event. He would at least be heading towards the shelter of the forest this time.
With a newfound determination, the Sage set off once more across the barren ground. The air was growing sticky, and the Sage moved from cover to cover with an erratic pace. For the most part, the contestants were staying quiet, and those he had seemed did not seem inclined to start the first conflict. That would be changing soon, he was sure of it. For now though, he was not interested in being the first to get caught in the open.
He rested in the abandoned saw mill for a little more than an hour, after briefly satisfying himself that Karl had not bothered to hide any particular secrets in the location. It seemed that the former residents of the island had just left the operation entirely. The Sage wondered whether they had been given a choice in the matter. Just where did you get this island, Karl?
The data pad pinged to life as the locations of new artifacts was announced to the contestants. The Sage glanced over the locations it marked. Going towards one of the new drop points this early in the event would be extremely risky. It was soon enough that the overzealous members of the cast would likely be out on the hunt. But… He thought with a sigh, as he stood up and prepared for another dash across the barren ground, without risk, there is little reason for the event. He would at least be heading towards the shelter of the forest this time.
With a newfound determination, the Sage set off once more across the barren ground. The air was growing sticky, and the Sage moved from cover to cover with an erratic pace. For the most part, the contestants were staying quiet, and those he had seemed did not seem inclined to start the first conflict. That would be changing soon, he was sure of it. For now though, he was not interested in being the first to get caught in the open.
Quote:moving Safehouse B to B15
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