They topped up the vehicles from the fuel they were given by the Convoy to reach Boise. Then with nothing else needing looking into, they departed.

The crossing of the Ghost Storm was easier this time around. There were no potentially fatal incidents, the Templar named Tasmin didn't need to save Jane's life again, Trejo wasn't there to save Roadkill but thankfully it wasn't needed. Whatever discomfort they felt slowly faded away as they began driving east on the shattered remains of I-84.


Marshall's Note: What order for the vehicles? Any other bikes out other than Jason?
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In reply to The Marshall (msg #1):

"Good luck and blessed be. Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again!"

Having done her duty in healing the Posse, Tasmin waved and started to ride off. Unlike them, she was heading north (motorcycle packed as if for a long journey).
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"Bye! Be safe," Smoker called from his perch, waving to Tasmin as she rode off.

Jason rides along side Tasmin til she leaves. "Safe trip Templar. I will see you when you get back to Boise." With that Jason slides a little in front of the little convoy. Keeping about a minute or two ahead of the lead truck mainly to spot bridge outages and roadblocks.