Hell Lifelings in Oqia

Back in Zocarro, a group had just docked on the west coast of Oqia, arriving on this continent in a wrecked ship, a vehicle that had set off decades ago from this very city brand new, but now bore marks that hid its 'young' age.

The group on the ship was full of rust marks, cuts, and dents, but they didn't show the pessimism and regret that their vehicle would indicate.

Descending from the vessel via a temporary bridge, the crew couldn't help but smile at returning to the mainland after so long away, back to this land in a totally different situation from their departure decades ago.

Decades ago they were in a larger group setting out with ambitious goals: to reach the formidable continent of Uzira and establish bases in the richest of environments one could reach in Zocarro. Now they were back, having succeeded in their experiments, as far as possible, of course.