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located in Virginia, a part of The Walking Dead: Survivor Chronicles, one of the many universes on RPG.




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Character Portrait: Randal Fergason Character Portrait: Fr Pat O'Brien
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As the man awoke Randal was working on carving something that didn't resemble a spear. He was intent on his project as Fr Pat moved about going through the motions of his "morning" until he asked him to pray. A smile came to his face as he gave a soft laugh before he stopped what he was doing turning to the man.

"It's been a long time since anyone asked my that."

He nodded to him to begin and watched silently until he mentioned him. His smile faded slowly as he thought about his "loved ones" for the first time in awhile. He'd actually thought about them a few times before since this happened but merely in passing moments. He had no idea if anyone was still alive or if they all were dead. If he had to say he'd guess them for dead.

He wasn't really sad though and this fact he struggled with more then anything. The fact that he didn't really care what had become of them. He'd always considered himself a good man and had tried to help people since coming out of solitude into this.

Noticing that the man had stopped speaking he looked to him before sort of muttering, "Let them not be forgotten." Even though he meant it, it came out almost robotically. Feeling sort of uncomfortable now he stood up and moved about a bit.

"I am on the way to Richmond but I think we should stop at a few of the local homes around here. The two I seen looked pretty lavish and might still have things they couldn't take with them. One of them isn't far from here and we'd be able to get there before dark I'd venture to guess."

With that he fell silent again as he moved to sit where he was before and began whittling at his project again.