Session 11 - The Cost of a Clone's Life

The dust of the ambush had barely settled when the crew turned their attention to the aftermath scattered across the valley floor. The attackers lay where they had fallen, their ragged, mismatched clothing stitched together over identical jumpsuits, their faces still wrapped in cloth. Six and Rock moved methodically through the bodies, searching each one, while Ronin worked to repack the disturbed cargo crates — a task that went imperfectly, leaving one small box of Castellan Biodynamics vials…