The convoy rolled to a stop at the edge of the Corrupted Lands, the Rover leading the way onto the flat expanse of hard, dry earth.
Immediately, they all sprang to life. Women began directing the unpacking of tents, bedrolls, and cooking supplies from the Trailblazers.
The sheer scale of the untouched wilderness pressed in, but the group moved with purpose, transforming the empty space into the beginnings of a home.
Adrian barely had his feet on the ground before the craftsmen surged forward, forming a loose circle around him.
They knew the moment had arrived. Gavrin stepped forward and spoke first.
"We're ready, sir. Do we begin now? Should we start with the survey?"
Adrian scanned the group and he could see that their faces were etched with determination.
He nodded. "Yes, we'll begin now. But not with the buildings."
