OOC: Internet up! Me happy!
Fenrakk walked into the destroyed bulding. It seemed like nothing special, just some wooden furniture and a few tools strewn around.
He had a flashback of his first time here. One of his first missions, he had been sent to assassinate a cult leader here... so long ago.
Leaving, he walked toward a mountain farther down the road, passing more craters and destroyd hunks of meal. It was impossible to to tell what they were, but he knew. He knew everything.
He faintly heard gunshots from somewhere farther back, from the direction of the starrgate. Just echoes of the past,
Reaching the mountain, he circled it until he found a cave. Inside was a large blast door, roughly 4-5 meters tall and 3-4 wide. Inscripted on one of the doors was barely readable letters, worn out by the passsage of time, and only three letters were readable: FSR.
He gently pulled the door, trying not to cause any damage.
After all, this place wasn't even touched by war.
OOC: I was wondering, sice this is my world, should I be like, an assistant GM?