[i] Looking out over the bleak landscape it looks like there is nothing for hundreds of miles in any direction, but as her eyes become accustomed to the endless orange small settlements become apparent. Adjusting her optics for the environment, she focuses on picking up smoke since that guarantees life. However not necessarily friendly life. [/i] " This is a hostile environment ,its fair to assume the inhabitants will be the same. Smaller settlements are gonna feel threatened by whatever fell out of the sky, that makes them edge. We need to find something more akin to a market where they see a lot of strangers, or more strangers anyway,"