Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-25908355-20151206105718/@comment-25908355-20151206193106

Niop3 wrote: Obsidian walks out as well, and puts his hand on Bowenite's shoulder.
 * Bowenite stands up, leaving the poor gem on the floor, shaking

Obsidian: There they are..

In front of them stood a large rebel camp in the country-side. It was mostly unguarded, since it relied on stealth. The guards that were there were all new recruits or wounded veterans. Easy pickings for the Homeworld.