Nobody's three tails wag in unison, kicking up small dust clouds behind them. As they survey the enclosed yard, they notice the Mechanic leaning over the work table, fiddling with an assortment of cogs and wires. The metal canister catches the glint of the sun near the large water containers, largely unguarded and unattended. Nobody's keen senses are alert for any movements or unusual sounds in the outpost or coming from the desert beyond the wire fence.

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Nobody paws at the dry, cracked earth beneath the gate with its powerful claws. The ground, baked hard by the relentless sun, proves to be a difficult opponent, but Nobody's persistence pays off. After strenuous effort, a shallow hole is formed—just deep enough for a creature of Nobody's size to slip underneath and escape the confines of the outpost.

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The Mechanic looks up from his work table, wiping grease from his hands with a rag, "Ah, you're back. Find anything useful out there?" Meanwhile, Pangolin snuffles around the yard, his long, sticky tongue flicking out to taste the air, sensing the new arrival.

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Andy raises their gun and swiftly takes aim at the bandit's face. Without hesitation, they pull the trigger and a shot rings out, hitting the bandit square in the face. The bandit staggers backward, clutching their bleeding face, and collapses to the ground. The rest of the bandits recoil in shock and hesitation, unsure how to proceed.

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Andy stands tall and confident in the wasteland, with an air of intelligence and attractiveness. Their dark hair is windblown, and their piercing gaze suggests a sharp mind. Andy's presence adds a touch of intrigue to the desolate landscape.

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Thraeryn takes a deep breath and decides to enter the tunnel. With his staff in hand, he steps over the scrap metal and descends into the dark, damp passageway. The air becomes cooler as he delves deeper, anticipation mixing with trepidation.

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Thraeryn takes a moment to observe his surroundings in the outpost. The rotting shipping containers form the walls of the outpost, with a work table and metal canister sitting nearby. The large water containers in the yard catch his attention, and he notices tire marks in the dust leading out through the gate in the razor wire fence. The outpost appears to be a secluded and desolate place in the wasteland.

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Thraeryn searches around the outpost and finds a small metal grate hidden behind some crates. It appears to lead to an underground area.

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Pangolin: Well, Thraeryn, if you ever need that helping hand, you know where to find me. Just remember, being the boss means taking care of your allies too. If you're willing to lend a hand when it's needed, you'll have a loyal crew supporting you on your path to world domination.

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Thraeryn examines the tools and supplies given by the NPC Mechanic. There is a sturdy wrench, a set of heavy-duty pliers, a compact welder, and an assortment of screws, bolts, and wires. The tools seem well-used but in good condition, a testament to the mechanic's craftsmanship.

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