Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32600226-20181231192754/@comment-27830834-20190325191223

"Somethin' ain't right..." Muttered Kaylock, pulling out his auspex and aiming at the strangely flared portion of the road. Cranking up all the settings on the heavily modified device, he sent out a localized "ping", a multi-spectrum readout that would (hopefully) detect anything out of the ordinary in their area. Granted, it wouldn't exactly be a perfect read: "pinging" was an old salvager's trick for scouting out the cramped confines of a void-wreck. Out here, in the open... well better safe than sorry.