Stranded...

[Alistair]

Alistair lead the way with Zaida, acting as a search and rescue animal; pressing his head into small holes of wreckage to look for more survivors.

[Farewell]

Zaida said to the four. "Collect valuable items" she said searching through luggage tossing things out and taking what was important

[Alistair]

Alistair tore open a suitcase, lifting his head with a sock draped over his nose* 

[Angder]

"Wait, sergal... valuable? why? we are not exactly going to be selling anything? wait? is a city or town near?" Fouts eyes lit up.

He glances over to Tybalt. and slinks back slightly. not wanting to be the one to talk to the new fur.

[The Past]

Geoff helped search for resources, fighting through his dizziness.

[Alistair]

Quickly shaking the sock off he rifled through the suitcase still, snapping up a couple tactical knives; he brought them to Zaida.

[Farewell]

"No, valuable as heal, food, defend... There are tribes they are not peaceful also" she says.

[Angder]

"Right, should have said." Fout grabs several metal sheets, and finds a torch, he tries to turn it on. "Huh... that's odd..."

[Alistair]

Alistair let out a grunt, as he was pretty proud of what he found. Returning to rifling through suitcases he found many contraband food items.

[Farewell]

Zaida had gathered items. Nodding at some, some she tossed away if they were useless. "Vleoms atoll" she said to tybalt.

[Alistair]

The next five or so bags Alistair came up empty, getting discouraged quickly. He moped his way over to the last bag, hoping for a big find.

[Farewell]

She turned to the deer, seeing him stumble about her tail stopped him. "Greetings.." She said softly as her tail wrapped around him and sat him down on a luggage. "Sit, you need rest" she told the deer

[Angder]

Fout takes the torch apart, and puts it back together, nothing. He changes the batteries with some spares he had. Nothing. "Huh... why would that be..." Fout gathers up electronics, and starts to experiment. "Electricity just is not flowing... hmm... does lightning exist here? I wonder..." Fout glances around. Bizzarely he did not seem nearly as scared, he rummaged around grabbing food, and supplies, but also trying every bit of electrical equipment he could find...

None of it worked.

[Alistair]

Alistair tore open the last suitcase, then shoved his muzzle inside to sniff around; his eyes went wide as he latched onto something very large; pulling out nearly an entire pork carcass.

[The Past]

Geoff couldn't find anything of use, much to his frustration. The pain in his head grew too much, so he gave up. He knelt down and clutched his head.