Michael: "Umm... Hey, I'm Michael." You put your hands slowly above your head after setting down what you are holding, and Charles and Tom do the same.
?Mysterious Female?: "I'll need you to come with me.". Pick up your stuff and hand me your weapons."
She steps out into the light. She's dark-skinned, in her early 20s, no taller than 5'6" wearing a black tank top, camo pants fastened by a thick black belt, steel-toed shoes, a pair of gloves, and a red bandana. She continues walking, pointing the shotgun at the group as you pick up your goods and continue on the next clearing through the cave through which you came.
?Mysterious Female?: "Pick it up!"
She prods Tom in the back. Hopefully Bernie* didn't run into this girl.
You walk into the dark cave between the first clearing, which is usually left empty, and the second clearing which contains the camp of you, Tom, Charles and Bernie. You worry about Bernie– he's usually able to persuade people with his kindness and goodwill, but this girl is tough business. You round the corner and see Bernie sitting at a fire, poking at the coals, as usual. Good, he's alive. He looks up at you.
Burnie: "Aliza, what are you doing with my friends?"
Aliza: "stuff! These were the guys you were talking about?! Goddamn it gramps..."
Bernie: "It's okay. It's okay. You guys can set yourself over in the stack**."
*Bernie Heinz, an older man, about 55. While your group went to attack him a year ago, he willfully offered food and water to the group. In other raids that you have conducted, you have come across him again and again. He seems to survivevwell on his own by compassion– evidently other factions have not chosen to kill him, and may even have supported him in the past to return kindness. He is a lover, not a fighter, and so he remains the housekeeper of the group.
**The supply pile.
