Blight Ranger

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I've thanked God for this mask more times than I can count. It reflects most everything; keeps me on the safe side of whatever's coming at me. Most times…

Dust storm left me no recourse. Came to a small encampment of refugees from [[Freehold]], now buried. Most of them were workers at the old [[BrayTech]] facility, none too happy to see an [[Exo]]. One of them began to play a rueful tune on a cobbled-together string instrument. To this day, I haven't forgotten the words he sang:

Dust storm left me no recourse. Came to a small encampment of refugees from [[Freehold]], now buried. Most of them were workers at the old [[Clovis Bray (corporation)|BrayTech]] facility, none too happy to see an [[Exo]]. One of them began to play a rueful tune on a cobbled-together string instrument. To this day, I haven't forgotten the words he sang:

Let me tell ya now<br>

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 I've thanked God for this mask more times than I can count. It reflects most everything; keeps me on the safe side of whatever's coming at me. Most times…
-Dust storm left me no recourse. Came to a small encampment of refugees from [[Freehold]], now buried. Most of them were workers at the old [[BrayTech]] facility, none too happy to see an [[Exo]]. One of them began to play a rueful tune on a cobbled-together string instrument. To this day, I haven't forgotten the words he sang:
+Dust storm left me no recourse. Came to a small encampment of refugees from [[Freehold]], now buried. Most of them were workers at the old [[Clovis Bray (corporation)|BrayTech]] facility, none too happy to see an [[Exo]]. One of them began to play a rueful tune on a cobbled-together string instrument. To this day, I haven't forgotten the words he sang:
 Let me tell ya now<br>