S1, 03 An Unexpected Encounter (July 21, 2014)

Two days had passed and Gordon and I had found no Aurelii recruits.
Presently, we neared a cool, refreshing stream, of which the two of us leaned down to quench our thirst.

I looked up at Gordon, “Gordon. We have traveled two days and have found no friend. At least none who still live. What if I was wrong? What if we should head back to Headquarters?”

“Haldor,” Gordon said, “The enemy is everywhere. And we are a four days journey to headquarters. Besides, it’d be impossible to reach it with the Galactic Imperium roaming the land. We have no choice but to go on.”

Suddenly there was a rustle on the far side of the stream. We readied our weapons.

Two armed men burst forth, their guns pointed at us. One of them aimed his blaster at Gordon, “Lay down your arms, strangers. Or we’ll blow your’s off.”

“Stay Bill,” said the other, lowering his gun. He turned to me.

And, taking off his helmet, said, “Haldor? Is it you?” It was Trevor, my most dearest friend, besides Gordon.

I leaped into the flowing stream. Trevor laid aside his helmet and gun and ran to the riverside to greet me.

“I thought you were dead?!” I exclaimed, for Trevor had been in the third division, the host that had been destroyed three days before.

“So thought I of you!” Trevor said. Then his face, which had been full of happiness, turned grim, “But come. Bill,” he pointed to the other Aureli, “and I have seen hundreds of the dirty blue coats roaming the countryside. Open ways are no longer safe.”

Gordon neared the bank and Trevor helped him up, saying, “And anyway. The enemy has taken control of all the roads. We need to group together. In that way lies our hope.”

“Trevor?” I asked as he went to pick up his gear, “You say group together. Have you seen many Aurelii wandering about?”

“Only a few. There’s -” he stopped and looked around. Then he whispered, “There’s a small Aureli encampment seven miles from here. Most of the scattered Aureli troops have been sent there. I was just on my way there... before I met you.”

He put on his helmet and looked at my quiver, which was nearly empty, “You’ll need a new weapon, my friend. I found a blaster that would suit you well, even if you’re not used to such weapons. But you’ll need something more powerful if you’re ever gonna make it to base.”

I felt like protesting, but I knew it wasn’t any good. Trevor was right. I needed a new weapon.

Bill handed Trevor my new weapon while I unstrapped my quiver from my side.

I walked slowly to the riverbank and gently laid my bow and quiver down. With that I turned to Trevor to receive my new gun.

Trevor handed me the blaster. It was very large, about the size of Trevor’s, but was surprisingly light. I sighed. It would have to do.... for now.

The four of us gathered together and Gordon said, “There’s no movement on the other side. But we must hurry to this... Aureli camp.” He had not been in the conversation between Trevor and Haldor, but, for an old man, he certainly had good ears.

Trevor nodded, and with that we set off to the Aureli camp.

I looked once more upon my old weapon.

Then I turned to follow the rest of the company.

BONUS:

No 'figs. I can't tell you how nice it was to build a more colorful MOC. Until now I had barely any green pieces and no blue tiles.

I used a ton of blue trans studs in this build to show different depths. Dark blue for the deepest part, light blue and clear for the shallow water.