[Post 2220 Mission 1 Begins]
Caravan Camp 702 was on the road between McGraw Harbor and the Glacial Research Station. It was one of many new camps the Banking Guild had set up as safe zones for travelers hoping to forge their destiny in this new region.
The camp was seven tents. Four large tents set aside as a trade hall. Two pavilion tents set aside for the guilders and the Caravan drivers to rest. And the last tent was more of a round yurt, and run by Guilder Muin.
It was here that word first arrived about the White Fur ambush.
[Any characters here probably have business either in McGraw Harbor or Jemison Post, but lucked out on hearing this report while present.]
The radio chirped, and a young voice came through. “This is Max Deveros. My Strider is barely functional, and we are pinned down by White Fur Olgogs. They are making hit and run attacks on our position, but with at least five feet of snow deep around us, they are coming from all directions.”
At the main table Guilder Muin was standing next to a tall Earther dressed in a patched EEF military uniform. He looked at him concernedly.
“Hey Moose, I know you want to help the EEFers but I am sure they have support troops inbound,” said Guilder Muin.
The Earther he called Moose, seemed livid, “Guilder, I want to thank you for the gig out here, but that kid sounds like a Rookie. And if he is desperate enough to call out on an unsecured line, it means EEF High command told him to do so. Which means support is not on the way.”
Guilder Muin seemed concerned by that, “Why would the EEF not send support?”
“The EEF is fighting the Sea Kings out at sea,” said Moose, "Every able bodied soldier is probably in battle out in international waters. And let’s be honest, since the Glacial Research Station got downgraded from a Black-Site facility to a Blue-Site Facility, all the real military stationed there got pulled out.
Probably the only reason a Rookie like that is out on patrol."
Guilder Muin said, “I cannot help you…you know that.”
Moose said, “But I got pay owed to me, and maybe I can hire on some of the folks hanging around this caravan camp to help out?”
Guilder Muin smiled, and lifted up a bag of ghaz coins, “Now that portion I can help with…”