Voodoo - Salamank

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

There used to be forests hereabouts, and farm country to some degree, but that was a long damn time ago. These days whatever grows expends a great deal of effort to do so and looks as unappealing as possible in an attempt to avoid being eaten. As for the farming, well... Voodoo may at some point catch sight of a few creatures in the distance that look familiar. There were critters like that down in Point Lookout. Not a whole lot of vegetable farming to be seen, though, not around here.

Maybe it's that it's October.

Maybe not.

Either way, this is a place where you have to work damned hard to get anything out of the land at all, and not everybody necessarily appreciates that. Some people would rather just take what other people raise up. There's always somebody like that.

It's been a mighty quiet journey south towards Salamank. That wisp of smoke up ahead in the distance has a nasty, heavy, greasy look to it that doesn't exactly promise more quiet.

Comments

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"The whole area's full of old trees," says Yinzerella. "Not much to look at, and not much in the way of cover, but if you can snatch a couple of bags of boom off a dead man, you can drop a lot of branches between you and anybody trying to get a bead on you. Got me enough breathing room to find a lake not too far from what's left of a north-south road and swim for it. Kind of surprised I got out of the water alive, after seeing what happens if you fall in the river in the Pitt, but it didn't leave a mark on me, so I came out ahead."

[boston_bruiser]

"Yeah, I'd say you did."

He scratches his jaw.

"If you had to guess, what would you say about the size of their territory? Any particularly concentrated pockets of them?"

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Worst pocket I can think of is where the Eighty splits for a while," says Yinzerella. "The old road goes up into the air, two separate strips about a house's width apart. They've got that part fortified an' all that. That's heading east from Treasure Lake, a little before the terrain starts really rolling. But they're all through that twenty-mile area."

[boston_bruiser]

Looks like he'll tangle with these guys sooner or later, then. No two ways about it.

"Thanks." He nods and turns to leave.

Then he stops and looks over his shoulder.

"One more thing. There a way outta here 'sides the north gate?"

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Yeah, they got one in each direction," says Yinzerella. "Biggest gate's on the west side of town. They've got that one all painted up real pretty. But they all work."

[boston_bruiser]

"'preciate it."

He heads out the south gate, and another day passes in Salamank.