- Woodland Moor -

[Half-track]

Felix pulled out a homemade cigarette from his inside pocket and nervously put it in mouth, and lit it.
"If that doesn't stop him, I got you covered." said Felix trying to cover up his fear.

[Tau0011]

The rustling in the bushes continued as a figure made his way out of the bushes. He raised his hat as he said to the startled group of people before him "Well, how-do-you-do. Name's Beaumont, Matthew Beaumont if you care to be sociable. So where are you all headed? Wait, let me guess... you are heading into this here swampland. You may feel free to do so, but I feel that I should warn you of a group of mutated creatures I've been stalking for the past week, used to be about eight of them, but witled them down to a sole survivor, I was going to try and take him out, but seems you all coming this way making so much noise had the wonderful effect of alerting him that you were here. He has moved deeper in the swamp, but who knows how long that will last."

[Kyle]

Carl held out his hand.
"Nice to meet you, stranger. I'm Carl. This here's Dave, and Felix." Carl
frowned, looking at Dave and Felix.
"I said that the other day, that were were moving too quietly. Watch how I move.
I got a lot of deer, huntin' in these parts, and in order to do that you gotta be quiet."

Looking back over at Beaumont, Carl nodded.
"Then I'd guess you'd know how to kill whatever it is they are, huh?"

[Maple-leaf-Warrior]

Major Micheal Green, using his usual sarcastic humor, pointed out he existed too.
"Thank you for not incuding myself, but I am alive, and I am Major Green. I cant quite place your accent?"

OOC: I should have posted a first name. lol

[Half-track]

"what exactly are we up agianst here?" Felix said

[Kyle]

Carl looked back at Beaumont.
"It would be a pleasure to know. Is it... Are they human? These tracks, they look like foot
prints from a boot or some sort. Tell us all you know, Matthew."

[Tau0011]

"those tracks would in face be mine" He placed his boot in a damp patch of soil as a demonstration. "the thing I've been tracking has a track that looks more like that of a crocodile." "Up close they look mostly like crocs, but can walk on their hind legs and have claws on their forearms like those of a crab or prawn. That's about all I know... oh wait they can be easily felled by a shot or blow to their torso just below their neck. If you put a round there you will save yourself alot of hassle. The only problem is that they have to be facing you to get off that shot."

[Kyle]

"Good god..." Carl shook his head. He thumbed three bullets into his rifle and shouldered it.
"We were on the way to check out some smoke, maybe you'd like to join us. I was thinking
it's some kinda shelter, there used to be a hunt camp down this way if I remember correctly."

(OOC: To the hunt camp!)

[Night Wolf (PL)]

Ghost see some men coming, as they got near he said "Hold. Who are you and what are you doing here?"

[Maple-leaf-Warrior]

"Go away and play your little war games Rambo." The Major Turned to Carl. "Well, lets head out. The camp sounds safe enough."

[Night Wolf (PL)]

"Yeah this is safe but you will not survie long on your own if you head out. " Ghost said to Major

[Aquila]

Dave took a look over the tracks while Ghost and the Major had a discussion.

"I was in a bit of a tussle with a croc once, one of the hardest fights of my life. I can't imagine how much of a fight a mutated one will be."

[Kyle]

"At my brother's wedding in '56, we shot at some swamp crocs. Family Tradition. They are damn big, but slow.
But I hear yeh, there's no tellin' what these mutated one's will be like."

[Night Wolf (PL)]

"You say mutated crocs, i killed one of them from 100m and i tell you he was big."

[Tau0011]

"well, that's all fine and dandy. Though it would be best that we continue onward and not linger around here too long."