Fort Akton, The Bunker, Klos 15th, 350AC, 10:40 (sunny, 35 degrees, new moon)

The meeting ends, and you are free to venture forth!  As you leave the confines of the Bunker, the morning air is crisp and frosty.  The sun shines brightly over the thin crust of snow covering the badlands, and promises to bring a little warmth during the day.  Looking over the Bunker’s walls, the small path dubbed “The Klintok Road” can barely be seen, other than a few stretches of a thin brown streak amongst the white.

A smattering of townspeople are moving back and forth between the village and Fort Akton’s marketplace.  At the bridge to your south, some fishermen ply their trade in the cold raging river.  A dozen people and a wagon with rakoxen are heading over the bridge towards the ruins to the south.  Phallon recognizes them as a NET-Co salvage group.

Are you heading out now?  Any errands to run first, or equipment to exchange?  Where to?  (Remember that maps of your local area are in the “maps” tab above)