Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32600226-20181231192754/@comment-32600226-20190319022815

When the soldiers got within about 2 meters, Waycrest saw one of them look his direction and begin to jump in suprise. The time to act was now or never.

Fortunetly for the rest of the team, the sound of the engine in the distance picked up, reving higher and higher, helping muffle the faint sounds of crunching snow. Strangely, they noticed that although the map showed that only four paths led off from the central plaza, (one in each cardinal direction) they found another smaller, unlit, tarmac path halfway between the southern path they were coming up and the eastern path.

When they were about half way around, one of the soldiers jogged back to the group. While the sounds of the engine made hearing the exchange between the returned soldier and the one who seemed to be giving the orders impossible, they could tell from the gestures that it was some kind of arguement. Eventually the soldier in charge threw up his hands and turned to one of the men near him and spoke to him. The soldier he spoke to, jumped down from the platform and started to jog down the path that was nearest to the team, forcing them to lay flat as he passed, fiddling with something on his helmet. After that they had to wait until the soldiers in the plaza were looking away before quickly crossing the eastern path to the bushes on the other side. Quietly creeping up the northern side they found another unlit path halfway between the eastern and norther paths.