The Federation: The reveal

*A man wearing a blue base ball hat, looks out at the wastes surrounding his compound. Rubbing his head a lone blue eye is revealed*
OOC: I know I need to create a group thing for them, I will but I need to remember exactly what I had planned with this group.

*A reaper scout stalks from a nearby hill watching the compound.

*The scout reaper touches his transmitter*This is sorrow-skull, I see their compound. Will update as I go.

*The figure sees the scout, and decides to allow it to approach*

*The Scout begins relaying information on the armaments, walls, and defenses of the compound, as he approaches the wind blows his cloak up revealing the weaponry underneath, a holstered sawn off on the right leg, and a scoped revolver on the other.

*the figure looks down to the scout, pausing for a moment before speaking; his voice would be familiar to Sweets, though it sounds slightly different more weather warn and weary. But still it was the unmistakable voice of Zor* What do you want with us?

We are seeing who you people are and why you are so close to our base, are you friend or foe *the scout is a tribal who never met Zor.*

Am I? I didn't realize, sorry. I haven't really left these old ruins in quite some time... give or take three hundred years.
OOC: I know it's a little confusing with our cannon but trust me it'll all make sense.

....you are a old worlder? *He presses the side of his mask, modeled after Sweets Skull mask from his time undercover in AWCY?*Sir, their elder is an old worlder.

Where did you get that mask? *Zor asks recognizing the mask*

...We wear them in respect of our leader, he aided our tribe early in their existence.

*Zor's eyes widen* What's his name?

...Justin Sweets, the walker.

*Zor gives a chuckle* And how is the old bastard?

...He is asking you to put on the mask. *the Tribal removes his mask a sun baked face bentah it no older than 19. He offers Zor his mask*

*Zor looks at the man before putting the mask on*

*He is confused why his leader would ask to speak with him, but he pulls his cloas hood itghter to keep the sand out. Sweets voices comes through the speakers of the mask*Listen up and listen good, if you are an impostor I will be hunting you down, now I'm going to ask you some questions to check that you are the real deal. Question 1, who did I get blamed for killing.

Cadaver... *sighs* god that was a dark day on base...

Who was your wife?

Misty

Last Question, What were my parents names.

*taps chin* I...I don't think you ever told me that... You may have told 069 but not me.

...Alright. You are Zor, then that means I've got an impostor to kill. What the hell happened with you... I'll send a car over if you want a lift to Haven...site 19 I mean.

Look man, don't kill 069, I'm not sure what the hell is going on; but don't kill him. It just means I'm going to have to track his ass down all over again. As for the ride back, I'd love to take you up on your offer; but like I told what I can only assume is a scout of yours, I have been stuck in the ruins of that site for like three hundred years. I don't have much of an idea of what's going on in the world, mind filling me in?

Short Version, We are tracking down the euclid and keter items, safes not a priority unless it can aid in reconstruction. Vonkrafts got a safe and a fortress protecting a huge stash of objects, We have Allies in a town called thunder bay, its controlled by Zekes quasi descendants. Right now Our focus is split between Gathering the dangerous shit, and rebuilding towns, and fucking with VonKraft.