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Steel Petal manages to get away from -gestrasse soon enough, but due to how late it is, the ruins are really dangerous as hoodlums, raiders and other scum often roam around at times like this. Luckily Steel has found both a place to spend the night and it seems to be rather well hidden , but small grocery store. This was most likely a tiny shop run by one person. Still, the place is relatively unscathed from destruction. The whole place is dead silent it seems, which can be both good and really, really bad as well.
The front door stands slightly open, the darkness inside only cut into by the moonlight shining through the one window the shop has. Old wares can still be seen on the shelves.

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Steel Petal squatted behind a pile of rubble and regarded the door suspiciously as the light began to fade. He'd lived long enough among the ruins to doubt the safety of the forgotten store. Squatting and watching wasn't achieving anything though, and only left him more vulnerable to the dangers of the gather darkness for longer. He knew he needed to either enter or not.

He brushed a speck of dirt off his boot and rose gracefully. Had anyone seen him cross the short distance they'd have sworn he sashayed across the broken ground as if he were gliding on a dance floor from before the war.

He stopped just outside the door and swept his eyes around the lengthening shadows of the crumbling buildings, checking for any sign of prying eyes or stalking raiders. Then he turned his attention to the door itself. In the fading light it was hard to tell if there was a trip wire waiting to trigger a shotgun blast from the inside. It's what he would do.

He drew Thorn and probed along the floor in a smooth, gentle motion until the point had passed the threshold, and he raise the blade the full height of the door and across the top to the hinge. Feeling nothing he stood on the hinge side of the door and pushed it open only far enough to slip through sideways.

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Looking around Steel did not see any immidate danger, which is not at all a garantuee for any real measure of safety. Still, it is better than outright nearby gunfighting, which is something best avoided at any given time for most people. The only thing that ruins the utter silence is a pair of mutated crows giving off noises from above on a broken telephone pole.

Getting closer to the store and its door prove harmless as well as there are no strings or other such mechnanisms to be found. The door creeks open slowly, hanging lightly on its hinges. Luckily it's very faint and only those of very keen hearing would be able to discern it. At any rate, you are granted access to the old and seemingly forgotten store.

The scene itself tells a dreadful tale. A skeleton curled up behind the counter, obviously trying to shield themselves. A shelf nearby with wares strewn onto the floor, signaling the poor subject's escape as they probably were putting of inventory, judging from the nearly empty box near the shelf.

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The slender, graceful young man eased the door closed and tried to latch it before he ventured deeper into the store.

Steel Petal glanced at the skeleton. It was a good indicator that no one had disturbed the place since the Muricans - whatever that was - destroyed the world. A good indicator, but Petal had seen stranger things than an ignored skeleton. Some might say a stranger thing was looking at the skeleton as he moved by.

He took a quick glance at the shelves as he move further into the dark as quietly as possible. Before he started seeing what was left he wanted to be certain the store was empty. There might be a back room where other things lingered as well.

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As Steel eases his way inside, the dust is thick and plentiful, being tossed around from even light movements inside. The decrepit old door mostly shuts closed behind him as well. Most of the food is of course long past spoiled and pretty much mold lying in the packages or in the open. Other stuff like cans and long durable things are still there, such as cigaretters, magazines (Boobies of the 3rd Reich for instance), newspapers, toilet paper and so on. It looks to be an untouched "mine" of unpicked goods and ripe for looting. Plenty of stuff for one person for about a week or so.

It is only once you get near the 2nd floor that something feels off

 

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Roll: Perception (hearing)

 

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Petal found a staircase in the back room and peered up, into the gloom.

He looked at the stairs and tested the first one gingerly before starting up. Falling through a rotted stair tread and breaking his back seemed an incredibly ignoble way to die so he tested the stairs carefully as he climbed them. He generally disliked the upper stories - too much chance for old wood to have given up.

When he reached the top he looked around, hoping to see some of the last daylight spilling through a window or shattered roof.

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Steel made his way further up, perhaps after gathering whatever supplies he wanted, and the floor boards do creek and crank, but ultimately they do hold and he ends up near a minor hallway. The last rays of light ever so slightly providing enough vision to not having to stumble around blind in darkness. The hallways leads to a couple of rooms, one on each side.

However, due to not having properly heard the noises made, a thing jump out from one of the open doorways and Steel sees a mutated mangy cur burst forth and get a free attack on him as it lungers after his leg, attempting to trip him.

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Dog's attack roll: 14 (Attacks must EXCEED your defense stat) - if not successful, take 6 damage minus armour rating,

 

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Petal reacted at the last instant as the dog lunged forward its jaws snapping loudly, scampering back. He came to rest with the dog snarling and snapping in front of hi as it set to leap again. Petal thrust quickly with Thorn, reluctant to put the beast down but unwilling to be its dinner.

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Steel Petal rolled 15 using 3d6+3.  Fighting.

Steel Petal rolled 10 using 2d6+2.  Damage 2d6 + 1 + Str.

As Thorn danced in the pale light, Petal readied himself for the next assault.

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As the beastial mut lunges out, Steel barely manages to get out of the way, but he could feel the slimy teeth about to tear at his flesh. He uses the new position to easily strike at the sickly dog. The poor thing looks almost blind. Has patches of fur rather than a full body full. Open sores oozes with pus and it looks overall very radiated, sick and VERY hungry and mad. It snarls and yelps as the sword tears into its shoulder, wounding the creature and spraying greenish blood onto your body below.

It jumps out of the way and positons itself behind you and tries to bite your shoulder.

 

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Attack roll: 19 Damage of :4

 

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Petal swore as his momentum carried him past the dog, He spun and tried to catch the slavering fangs on his pauldron.

He worked partially, and the dog's fangs only dug into his flesh a little. "Bastard!" he growled at the poor, starved creature. He shrugged it off and swung Thorn in a broad arc, intent on beheading the thing before either one of them suffered any more.

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Steel Petal rolled 13 using 2d6+3 Fighting.

In the unlikely event that hit:

Steel Petal rolled 8 using 2d6+2  Damage 2d6 + 1 + Str.

 

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While the dog had a decent angle and speed, it did not do much to the young man, but even still its bite hurt like a bitch and Steel can feel how its teeth are slightly serrated as well, perfect for even greater grinding of flesh and he was lucky it did so poorly. The intent to kill is seething in its gaze, which is still mostly milky white. Its scars now gushes even more blood, but the foam around its mouth indicates it will never yield until either of you lie dead and preferably you in this case. A loud bark is ruining the mostly quiet evening and while heavily bleeding it goes for your throat.

 

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Attack roll of: 11 damage; 2

 

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As blood loss and hunger sapped the feral beast of its strength, Petal slid easily out of its reach. As he did, the agile young man tried to slip Thorn just behind its skull and dispatch it as mercifully as possible but missed.

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Steel Petal, rolled 9 using 2d6+3.  Fighting.

Mistake here. Only rolled 2 dice + Fighting. It should have been three.

 

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The dog has its senses on full blast, swiftfully anticipating the next lunge of the sword and manages to lower its head before then jumping hard at you, initating a charge (+1 to attack roll) right at your hand holding your sword.

 

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Attack: 15 Damage: 4

 

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Again the dog got a hold of him. Its serrated fangs cutting through Petal's long, leather sleeve just above his sword hand. Frustrated by the thing's stubborn refusal to die, Petal kicked at it, trying to dislodge it from his wrist.

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Steel Petal, rolled 10 using 2d6+3

Mistake here. Only rolled 2 dice + Fighting. It should have been three.

Current Health, 16

 

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The dog snarls and tries to hold onto your body, but fails and easily dodges your kicking boot. It yelps and once more tries to go for your leg, the wound still pouring, but seeming to do less so.

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Attack: 13 miss!

 

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Steel Petal had had enough. By trying to be neat and merciful, he'd drug this fight out and they were both suffering. He thrust down on the snarling rad hound, intent on simply killing it. Being neat wasn't working out.

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Steel Petal rolled 15 using 3d6+3.  Fighting.

Steel Petal rolled 10 using 2d6+2.  Damage.

 

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The dog is caught in a bad position, being up against a corner basically and it cannot escape Steel's fast movements and precise point of his blade and it drives itself into the bleeding hound which lets out a sad blood curled whimper mixed with a snarl and the dog falls dead before him, the body lifeless and lying in a small pool of its yucky greenish blood. Silence falls upon the small building, with only the raspy breath of the standing survivor present.

 

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Steel gains 150 XP for this kill. Level 2: 2000 XP

 

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PEtal slumped down against the wall facing the pathetic creature and pushed it back with a boot. He caught his breath for a minute before he looked at his wrist and craned his neck to look at his shoulder. Both woulds looked superficial but dying of an infection might be worse than falling through a floor. He took a moment to pull out his first aid kit and clean up and bandage his wounds.

In the morning he'd throw it out the window. For now it lay here. The crows and rats wouldn't starve before sun rise.

He gave the creature a sympathetic look as he pushed himself off the floor and went to investigate the other rooms.

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The wounds might not be too deep, but the serated teeth of the radiated beast has still make it really searing and stinging. The first aid supplies help dull the worst of the throbbing pain and the bandages make  it better as well. Since it is lightl injuries, there was no need for deeper skill with the first aid. The crows caw just like before while the young man gets to his feet once more. Room number one being a small bathroom and the other one being a combined bedroom and tiny kitchen. There is not much of value here, at least not something one might get a lot of money for.

 

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Roll: Perception (searching) target number 13

 

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He searched the bathrrom for supplies. Sometimes you could find bandages, even alcohol, in these ceramic and porcelain rooms. He checked the usual spots - behind the mirror, under the sink, around the tub.

Disheartened the androgynous swordsman walked back out of the bathroom and into the hall. He dragged the dog's corpse to the stairs and pushed it a little way down, hopefully enough to trip anyone trying to sneak up in the dark later.

Steel Petal cursed softly into the darkness as he opened the cabinets in the tiny kitchen. 'Would have been better off staying down stairs than coming up her to get torn up for nothing.' He thought as he searched the adjoining sleeping area. He wished there was light so he could check the bed for insects - it'd be nice to sleep on something soft for a change.

It the dark there wasn't much point in trying to sort the supplies in the shop below. He hunkered down in a corner facing the door and drifted off into a light, paranoid sleep.

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Steel Petal, rolled 19 using 3d6+4.  Perception (Sight). in case there's anything to find

 

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OOC: I wouldn't ask if there wasn't 😉 

Bathroom: You mostly find some expired shampoo, toothpaste and medication, but also a bit rubbing alcohol and a few one time razors. OTher than that there are a few rolls of toilet paper, a couple of towels.

Bedroom: You do find a small petroleum lamp with a bit of oil left in it. Assuming you light it up to make sure the bed is not too nasty, you will find it to be only covered in a bit of dog fur, but not a lot due to how patchy it is on the poor thing. You even spot a dog bowl near the sink with the name "König". Beyond what else a kitchen might have there is not much else of interest. That is until your keen eye stumbles upon a sealed letter.

Letter:
 

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Dear Herr Franz Schmidt.

Your application for joining the ranks at the last bastion of Litchenstad has been reviewed by Die Führer. He is pleased with what he has seen and heard about your deeds in the service of the Wehrmacht and with this letter you  are given permission to join us here at the castle. Sieg heil.

Major Peter.

 

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Steel Petal wrapped the alcohol, toilet paper and razors into the towel and tucked the kit into his gear. The lamp proved to be very useful and he used it to examine the bed and brush the worst of the hair out of it. As he moved the bed into the corner so he could face the door, the letter caught his eye.

He unfolded it and read it carefully by the low light of the lamp.

'Well, how very fortunate - a letter from the Fuhrer himself to get me into Litchenstad...'

He doused the light, trying to save what little oil there was and settled onto the bed. He folded the letter neatly and tucked it into the top of his boot. He lay Thorn across his lap, his hand resting on the hilt, tucked his pistol into the small of his back and slept as lightly as he could.

In the morning he awoke and checked his surroundings. He heaved the dog's corpse out of a window on the back of the building before he went down stairs.

When he got into the store Steel Petal sorted through the canned goods and salvageable items in the store.

He ate a little breakfast and set out for Litchenstad.

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The rest of the night goes by uneventfully and the morning as well, althought it is raining heavily outside. Luckily, the roof is mostly intact and only the bathroom got rain pouring down lightly.

The trip to Litchenstad was not too far and your current supplies would last all the way there as well

 

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One night of sleep: Regain HP con x2 + level.

 

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  • 3 months later...

It is another day of heavy raining. The clouds  are dark and heavy with water as it pours mercilessly onto the town below. The only noises being those of the lonely wind and crows that caw from the broken powerlines above. The sense of isolation, dread and forebodefulness hangs thick in the air, even at the most securely felt places within this once bustling city. Broken cars, buildings and infrastructure mark the new and familiar landscape in which the duo of Bruno and Klara @Neptune find themselves as they reach the outskirt of the former large city in which many people used to live, now mostly housing evildoers, unfortunate souls, mutated animals and the like.

After some "fiddling" with a padded lock, Clara is finally gained access to a smaller junk yard filled with all sort of trash and rubbish.

Bruno does his best to keep a look out for danger, but is not the most perceptive of people, but it is still better than nothing, naturally.

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