On the run, you and your comrades decide to lay low in a Canadian logging camp until the heat dies down. Cutting down trees in a post-apocalyptic magical forest, what could go wrong?
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You and your comrades find yourself on the edge of this civilization in the forests of Canada. On the run, you decide to go to ground in a logging camp where the foreman and laborers ask no questions. The food is decent, the beds are warm, and the work is honest. Seems too good to be true.
Rotated to a 'quiet' posting after far too long on the front lines at Tolkeen, the squad of battle-fatigued Coalition soldiers are called on yet again; can the squad ride to the rescue?
The True Atlanteans have made a great deal of enemies over the millenia, but the past few years someone or something is deliberately hunting them down.
White Sands Missile Range was annihilated in the Cataclysm, but someone at Bandito Arms believes the underground Cyberworks Aerospace Lunar Training Facility and all its resources may have survived.