[color=darkgray][center][IMG]https://i.imgur.com/KcJygoU.png[/IMG][/center][hr][B][COLOR=GOLD]Location:[/color][/b] Farmhouse → Howling Pit
[b][color=gold]Interactions:[/color][/b]  Akaia [@Exit], Vincent [@Daxam], and Juice [@PigeonOfAstora],
[b][color=gold]Mentions:[/color][/b] 


Erik paced directly behind Renee’s shoulder upon arriving at what Erik always thought to be one of the more interesting settlements. At face value, the location was simply a small place with a few families in the middle of nowhere. The feel of the tight-knit community was faintly familiar to him, bringing back nostalgia from before he was ever even a revenant. However, his many years dulled his ability to relive a far experienced moment in time. Perhaps vestiges spoiled the man with how they granted vivid experiences of the past. 

With a sunny exterior, he greeted all who met his gaze with a smile and a nod. The first time he visited the camp was when he chose to use it as a one-night bed down location. At first, he found it odd for a settlement purely of revenants to establish a farm, but after explaining that produce was their means of trading for blood beads, Erik couldn’t knock it. It wasn’t until his second visit after establishing the Crow’s Nest that Erik sought to trade with the group. 

Once inside the shed, Erik quietly scanned the map before realizing everyone had one location at the forefront of their minds. 

[color=gold]“That place?”[/color] Erik asked with a tone of skepticism. [color=gold]“Who’d want to go there?”[/color] He glanced at the others around the map before feeling he should further explain. [color=gold]“I’ve only heard rumors of it but it’s almost as the name simply suggests. A nasty little pit full of hungry Lost, right?”[/color]

[color=slateblue]“Yes, but there’s more to why it's one of the last places left uninvestigated.”[/color] Renee bit her lower lip as she knew she’d have to start being transparent with those that volunteered to help the people here. [color=slateblue]“The miasma in that area has become thicker over the past few weeks and no one here is really willing to go. Erik, we’re not like your-”[/color]

[color=gold]“Sounds like our kind of thing!”[/color] Erik interrupted excitedly as he placed his index finger on the location of the Howling Pit. [color=gold]“And this the perfect opportunity for us to see what our new friend can do and for him to see what we’re all about as well. A win-win, right?”[/color] Erik nodded at everyone surrounding the map. The way Erik saw it, they didn’t all drive there for nothing. If it meant helping out another independent settlement they had good relations with, the Commune could at least take the time to investigate the Howling Pit. 

Renee averted her gaze from Erik’s lack of hesitation.

[color=slateblue]“Thanks.”[/color] She knew Erik was… like this, but had never experienced it first hand. [color=slateblue][i]Is he confident or ignorant?[/i][/color] No matter which, he had those that supported him at his side. 

Renee did not want to think they were leading them into a death trap. The Commune had the diverse skill sets of their unique members to nearly tackle any kind of situation. Their community only had farm folk and the occasional explorer such as herself. She wouldn’t go as far as to say the Commune was used to facing the impossible but they would do a much better job at it than they would. 

Despite not venturing out with them herself she wanted to assist in any way she could. She retrieved a set of keys belonging to their exploration jeep. The terrain bordering the Howling Pit was rough and not easy to get to using the van they’d arrived in. 
[color=Slateblue]“Erik ,you can take our jeep. It has less room for equipment, so you can only take the bare essentials. The terrain you’re going into is rough, it won’t be good for your van.”[/color] She tossed the keys his way and he snatched them out from in front of him.

[color=gold]“You heard her! Get the bare essentials to the jeep and let’s keep things rolling. Someone grab that map.”[/color] 

In due time, the group was on the road again, this time in an old bright yellow jeep.The path took them unimproved dirt roads that eventually led them toward the Howling Pit. Besides the miasma being thick in the air, the pit was far from impressive. It was just as Erik described it.

[color=gold][i]“A nasty little pit full of hungry Lost…”[/i][/color]

There were only seven thralls down in the pit only deep enough to keep them b from getting out. At first glance it didn’t appear to more than what was described, but with further inspection, there was a small cave opening on the near side of the pit that would only be visible to someone who rounded the pit.

[color=gold]“Krugers and Edgelords, huh?”[/color] Erik said noting the weaponry the thralls below possessed. He crossed is arms over his chest as he surveyed the pit from where he stood. [color=gold]“At least I got see this place for myself… the Howling Pit. Not impressive one bit. Oh, that rhymed!”[/color] He gave himself a mental pat on the back.

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