Spawn Point Zero: Defenders of the Overworld #3

Spawn Point Zero: Defenders of the Overworld #3 — page 7
4 Nancy Osa Rob couldn’t help worrying about his troopers dedication not to mention his own The cav alry had spent months battling griefers and hostile mobs before the city had even taken shape Now the six players itched to return to their chosen lifestyles Stormie to rambling the globe Frida to solitary jungle survival Turner to exchanging muscle for gems Jools to selling strategies and Kim to raising and training horses on her beloved sunflower plains Rob’s greatest desire lay not in this generated world but in the larger place from which he’d come not so long before a peaceful Western range that he hoped to find again He’d been flying back there from vacation when he found himself tumbling through space into a whole new ballgame Given that his spawn point was a moving airplane above an ocean going home would be problematic to say the least Down in the valley where Rob now stood in his customary chaps vest and cowboy boots spring time flowers had begun to bloom Their vigor and promise seemed to herald the new city This is it then he said We’re nearly open for business Pride and panic washed over him This latest effort would bring either salvation or doom to the Overworld and which one was anybody’s guess It’s a brave new world Captain Stormie said taking in the landscape