May 12, 2015
Closed with arminthewhore || Heavy losses
arminthewhore Connie rode slowly through the deserted streets of the town, occasionally looking over to his left to make sure Armin was still there. He couldn't put his finger on what it was, but something about the town gave him the creeps. It was just too damn quiet. Nobody strolling down the street, no merchants on the sidewalks, nothing. Just plain, calm, nothing. Then, very faintly, the sounds of 3DMG going off and soft thuds could be heard a ways away. Soon following, a purple flare went up into the sky, marking its location with a plume of smoke. Connie turned to Armin, "Doesn't purple mean there's some sort of emergency?"
