8/10/2019 Jungle Downtime

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CHARACTER NAME: Gordon Freegool

SCAV POINTS OBTAINED: 4

ACTION: Train-scavenger

SCAV POINTS TOTAL: 4

NEW SKILLS / SUPPLIES:4 x irradiated food

SCAV POINTS SPENT:4

SCAV POINTS REMAINING:0

CHOSEN PERK: Unsportsmanlike conduct

DESCRIPTION / NOTES:

The trader struck the boy a vicious blow across his face !"here is it you little shit#$ The

trader had pinned the boy across a wooden fence% his two henchmen behind him watching their

boss& handiwork The boy% 'ound% spat blood% his eye starting to swell 'ound glanced over the

traders shoulder and grinned

!"hat you smiling at you bastard#$ The trader demanded as he turned around to see a figure

wearing a dark hat and a long coat that had definitely seen better days emerge from around the

corner of the bar (n the twilight the trader couldn&t make out the figure&s features but by the light of

the flame which he lit a cigarette with% his lips were twisted into a grin

!)ow what creature in all the wastes can transform into a small boy and re*uires three men

to attack it#$ The figure asked with a voice that sounded like it came from a throat that was rent

open

!This boy stole my gun+$ The trader screeched

!,o you planned to beat a weapon out of him#$ The figure replied% the grin never leaving

his face !Tell you what$ The figure drew a sword% the henchmen stiffened but relaxed slightly

when it was dropped to the ground with a clatter !'ow about you and me give it a go#$ and took a

step toward the trio whilst taking a drag on his cigarette

The trader was dumbfounded 'ere was a single man challenging him and his lads to a bust

up (t was suicide Unless

!ou know what$ The trader switched to a business like attitude !( have other guns$

"ith a click of his fingers his henchmen fell into step beside him and the trio stalked away The

trader casting one last murderous look towards 'ound before he turned the corner out of sight

'ound staggered toward the figure visibly relieved at his intervention then drew up short as

he saw the face of his saviour !ou know who ( am boy#$ the figure rasped 'ound .ust nodded

!ou&re Gordon Freegool$ Gordon sighed !Tell no one what .ust happened ( don&t like to be

recognised and ( don&t like a fuss being made$ /eaching into his pocket Gordon fished out a cap

and threw it to 'ound 'ound caught it% nodded and understood as 'ound turned Gordon called out

to him !'ave we had any engineers through recently#$ ! couple but none as good as she$

'ound blurted

!Good% now get outta here$ 'ound turned and ran

Gordon bent and retrieved his sword from the dust "iping it clean and returning it to it&s

position on his belt !That&s good$ 'e mused )ow he had an excuse