It was... scary as shit, let me tell you. I haven't been with the society long, and therefore haven't known any of the individuals here for long, but Ghost and I, we get along pretty well, actually, and when I heard that a friend was in trouble, I kind of snapped, and flew into sort of a freakishly calm, determined, and otherwise cold demeanor. I was all business, initially, there was no room for jokes, just a primal need to get to where Ghost was being held, and when Karlash gave me that information, I knew that I had to go. Logos tried to stop me, and I just kept on going, utterly destroying the small garden I have in my lawn, but I think everyone here knows all that already...
I got down to Charleston, NC, and found the winnebago that Karlash had told me via PM's to look for. By the time I got there, Shadow and his posse had beat me to it. The door of the winnebago was ripped off of it's hinges, and ghost's crew was laying about, unconscious, inside, with Karlash, also on the ground...
I apologize, dramatic monologue is not one of my strong points, but where the story will take us eventually will hopefully be more than enough to make up for my sub-par storytelling.
