The Kingdom’s town square feels like a tomb. Seth limps away from the blood-stained mud, his ribs burning with every shallow breath. He cannot stay here while Negan’s shadow looms over his people. He gestures for Miller and Sasha to abandon the square, leading them toward the dark, narrow service tunnels beneath the western barracks. They need distance, and they need a plan.
Seth
I can’t lead them from the mud. I have to get us to the perimeter armory before Negan decides to finish what he started.
They slide through a rusted hatch, the metal groaning under their weight. They are now in the damp, claustrophobic underbelly of the settlement. The air is thick with the scent of stagnant water and old concrete. Ahead, the tunnel narrows, illuminated only by the faint, flickering light of a dying backup generator.
Miller
Seth, if we don't find a way to patch those gates, the next wave of Saviors won't even need to knock. They'll just walk in.
Seth
We aren't patching gates, Miller. We’re finding the armory. If we want to survive the old world, we stop playing by the rules of the dead.
+ Scene Quest Added
Locate the perimeter armory
“We need to get to that medical supplies before those people in the med bay die at the kingdom so that's what we're doing right now”
SUCCESS (Legendary Tactics, rolled +0)
Seth navigates the labyrinthine pipes with seasoned precision. His tactical awareness reveals a structural vulnerability in the tunnel floor, a forgotten access hatch that bypasses the primary security checkpoints entirely.
Seth
The med bay layout shifted during the renovations. If I take the utility crawlspace beneath the cooling pipes, I can reach the inventory before the Saviors even realize I’ve left the square.
Seth
Miller, keep your eyes on the shadows. Sasha, take the lead. We’re doubling back through the cooling vent. It’s tight, but it puts us directly under the infirmary floorboards. If we’re silent, we can haul the supplies out before the lockdown starts.
Miller
That's a death trap, [Seth:0]. You're talking about crawling through the filtration system.
Seth
I’m talking about saving the people who are currently bleeding out because of us. Move.
+ Scene Quest Added
Infiltrate the infirmary via the utility crawlspace
“Someone puts us to gunpoint with a M16 from behind in the tunnel and says freeze and state your business we turn to see a bigger red-haired seasoned veteran with dog tags hanging from his neck that say Abraham he is alone and he has been traveling to Washington DC but figured out that it would just be a bust so he's trying to find somewhere to lie down the kingdom might be the perfect spot for him”
SUCCESS (Good Diplomacy, rolled -2)
The tension in the tunnel spikes as a metallic click echoes off the pipes. A cold muzzle presses against the back of Seth's neck.
Abraham
Freeze. State your business before I decide you’re just more noise in this hellhole.
Seth
Easy. We're just looking for supplies, not trouble. You look like you've been walking a long road, friend. Washington was a bust, right? The Kingdom has walls, and it has people who actually want to build something.
The veteran lowers his M16, his piercing blue eyes scanning the trio with seasoned caution. He lets out a sharp, dry laugh, the dog tags clinking against his chest.
Abraham
The Kingdom, huh? I’ve been looking for a place that doesn't smell like rot and broken promises. I’m Abraham. Tell me, does this place have any real whiskey, or is it just another pile of bricks waiting to fall?
Seth
A wildcard, but a dangerous one. If he’s as capable as he looks, he could be the difference between holding the armory or dying for it.
“We make it there actually we have fresh corn to do it”
SUCCESS (Good Diplomacy, rolled +2)
Seth
We don't have whiskey yet, Abraham. But we have fresh corn, and we're planning to turn that into something worth drinking. We’re building a future that doesn't rely on rot. You want to help us hold the line, or are you just looking for a drink?
Abraham
Fresh corn in this wasteland? That’s a hell of a pitch. Most people I meet offer me a bullet or a lie. You’re offering a harvest.
Abraham eyes Seth for a long, heavy moment before holstering his rifle. He offers a firm, calloused hand, the intensity in his gaze softening into a look of professional appraisal.
Abraham
My trigger finger is getting itchy and my stomach is empty. If you can provide the supplies you’re promising, then consider me part of the crew. Let's see if this Kingdom of yours is worth the sweat.
Seth
He’s in. That’s a hell of a boost for our survival odds. Now to make sure he doesn't regret joining up when we hit the armory.
“We need to find the medical supplies now so we go look for those”
SUCCESS (Great Perception, rolled +1)
Seth
We move. The infirmary is through that service bulkhead, just behind the cooling unit. If we move with purpose, we can clear it before the walkers in the main corridor register our scent.
Seth guides the group through the labyrinth of rusted pipes, his eyes tracking the faint structural anomalies in the floor that hint at hidden access points. He halts at a heavy maintenance hatch, his ears pricked for the rhythmic, wet dragging of the undead. With a practiced hand, he manipulates the rusted latch, sliding it open with barely a metallic whisper.
Seth
The air is colder here. That means the circulation fans are pulling directly from the exterior. If we time this right, the ventilation current will mask our movement into the supply room.
Abraham
You’ve got a real knack for finding the path of least resistance, kid. I’m starting to think this place might actually have a shot at surviving.
Seth slips through the opening first, his movements fluid and silent as he secures the perimeter of the medical bay.
“As Abraham pulls a half open rusted medical desk open to see the medical supplies we need”
SUCCESS (Good Scavenging, rolled -1)
Abraham
This is it. Jackpots aren't supposed to be this easy to find, Seth.
Abraham braces his heavy boots against the linoleum, hauling the rusted drawer outward with a harsh, metallic shriek that echoes off the tiled walls. Instead of the expected collapse of corroded metal, the drawer slides free with surprising grace, revealing neatly organized stacks of sterile bandages, boxes of antibiotics, and sealed IV kits.
Seth
He actually found the motherlode. We have enough here to stabilize the barracks for months. This changes everything for the people waiting back at the main hall.
Seth steps closer, his gaze sweeping the room for any sign of intruders, but the infirmary remains deathly still. He reaches out, checking the seals on a crate of trauma shears, ensuring they are intact.
Abraham
We move these crates out fast. My gut tells me Negan’s scouts won't leave the perimeter unguarded for long. You ready to haul, or are you just admiring the medical history?
Seth
Keep it together. One slip and we lose it all.
Quest Complete
Infiltrate the infirmary via the utility crawlspace
Item Acquired: Advanced Medical Kit
+ New Item Acquired
Sterile bandages
+ New Item Acquired
Antibiotics
+ New Item Acquired
IV kits
+ New Item Acquired
Trauma shears