Gift of Steel

"M-May I see it?" After getting a rather lenghty and detailed explanation from her surogate sisters this was the first thing the young solider asked of you. "Sure, no harm in that I guess." You unclasp the small urn from your belt and hand it over to her.

"Amazeing....it's just like my father told me, something so small and unassumeing could be so powerfull." She looks to you with her clear blue eyes seeming to be searching for something. "Your like him you know," You cock your eyebrow slightly. "What do you mean miss?"

She smiles softly. "Please John, call me Sarah." You chuckle slightly. "Surething Sarah-chan," The small slip of the tongue causes a group look of confusion from the four wasteland adventurers. "See, there's that WIERD stuff I told you about Sarah! Who talks like that!" Rose shouts as she points to you dramaticly.

"Christ you four are stupid." Doc Church grumbles as he walk out of the back room. "Let me guess, you and your two oddly dressed freinds there have either spent some time in, or live in Japan?" You chuckle slightly. "Something like that Doctor. Why, is that odd?"

He shakes an affermative. "Since the war, we thought that anything out in the cific was lost, last time a forigner from around their was sighted was about my grandfather's time." The 'Sisters' seem to be enraptured by the doc's story.

"Could that mean...t-that one of Oceaina's Island nations..could have.." Moira's eyes glow with the idea of live nations and working tech. Doc Church shakes a negitve. "We would have seen something from them by now, my guess is that their appearance here has something to do with that." he points to the urn on the table.

You sigh slightly I guess now is as good a time as any. (You begin your story so far. Even telling how you met Free and the others from **** City.) As you wind down your story everyone but Sarah and Doc Church seem bewildered by the Idea of dimension travel.

Sarah seems to be even more happy. "This prove's it! Rose, go get that pachage from my room." Rose seems hesatint at first but soon agrees. "What's wrong?" Sarah giggles slightly. "Nothing. I just have to give you something that your predecessor left.

Rose soon returns with a small box adorned with a strange geared logo. "Open it, it belongs to you." Nodding to Sarah you open the weathered box, inside you find a ring enscribed with an odd language, and a pare of very old dogtags. "Sarah, are you sure? Shouldnt these be in a museum or something?"

She shakes a negitive. "I think I should tell you about him now, and why exactly we where going to the Dunwich building in the first place.