Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510200903/@comment-1734134-20170703120126

The Engineer scans the horizon with his binoculars, keeping low behind the hull of the Centaur as he searches for any sign of trouble. After a few minutes, he silently waves his hand at you all, tensing up, his voice a whisper, "Guys, we've got movement, definitely not rebels. Big, ugly things, looks like mutated livestock or something."