Me and Tara were ambushed by the undead while we were searching for brimstone. There were so many of them. Me and Tara were both knocked unconscious. I guess they thought we were dead, so they stole all of our equipment and threw us into the ocean. Me and Tara woke up at Rocky Point Shore near Rocky Point Camp. We took some time to regain our strength, and then we made our way to the outpost.
"How did we even survive that," I said. "There wasn't even a chance for me to focus on the gift of time."
"Hope and luck, Ricky," Tara replied. "That's how we survived!"
"You got that right," I said.
Me and Tara looked at each other.
"Damn, they stole everything from us," I said.
"I know," Tara replied. "Nice underwear though, Ricky!"
I laughed. "Oh, please!"
Tara laughed.
Well, me and Tara are gonna go find some clothes to wear, and then we're gonna return to Felicia. I have most of a set of black dragon armor there that I was making for Tara that I can use, but I'm going to have to craft all of Tara's recent armor from scratch. Sadly, Tara's steel sword is forever lost. Until we find some brimstone, I'll have to craft her an iron one, or maybe our friends who deliver to the lighthouse will leave another steel sword as a gift.