The party continued traveling across the Wilds, alternating between following a dusty riverbed and the ruins of an old road; more than once they skirted around the ruins of former settlements, deeming discretion to be a wiser course than simple curiosity. “Besides, it isn’t like there’s going to be anything that hasn’t been picked over already,” was the chief argument against exploration. The entire time, the tracking beacon remained in place, guiding them toward an isolated area north of Monte Mosa.
Reaching a crossroads, the group chose to diverge from their pursuit of the beacon to fulfill their delivery contract; the night on the way down the road had a tense moment as a patrol vehicle from the nearby city rolled closer; Nik and Astarte attempted to hide to keep an eye on the vehicle while Kairess and Atrevan hid behind it, Atrevan holding his ‘cuddly Koosh ball of despair and gloom’, an Omega Spirit Orb. Astarte narrowly failed to avoid attention, the spotlight on the vehicle bracketing her as the heavy machine gun on the back swung to target her.