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Old May 1st, 2025, 02:00 AM
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Default Fake Camps, Real Trouble


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Bouncing out from the Atari camp, the senior initiate had way too much energy. His normal incessant worrying over his performance was not at the forefront of his mind, instead psyching himself up to do a good job on this patrol. It was a bit admirable, the enthusiasm that he approached such simple tasks with. It only made it all the more depressing the way that he internally beat himself up over every single decision and mistake that he made.

Leading the way out from the camp, he began sauntering towards the nearest of the fake camps. Making good time on the way there, Already, he was being reminded of his initial encounter with Ares. That was only about a moon ago, and yet it was still the entire reason he had become part of the Atari. Eternally grateful for the opportunity he was given, and he fully intended on proving himself tenfold of what was expected for him!

Before he let his mind get carried away with the heights he wanted to reach, he tried to reel himself back in to the present. Now might be a good time to get to know his fellow tribe mates. Turning his head to look over his shoulder back at them as he asked "So, how are the both of you today? Think we are going to find any rogues hanging about?"

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