Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170909231230/@comment-1734134-20171022213855

There seems to be nothing that salvaged – everything you can see is either a blasted wreck or twisted ruin. There is a way down however, a steep hill that will lead you down onto the peninsula below.

The vox fails to reach the others – your equipment continuing to falter. As you push forward, you find yourself moving into even narrower tunnels, a pulsing, writhing noise echoing through you ears. More things scuttled and scratch at the edge of your vision, more voices hissing promises of death into your ears. Your advance brings you to a wider chamber, a cavern where a set of tracks end at a squalid, rotting train station.