WESSEX
the wraith
Like a proper Queen, she comes with a small army of laborers; the house needn’t be super sturdy, but it should be able to withstand some potential bumps. The team has more or less dismantled another abandoned house in the Settlement and moved its parts here, where the quad can work on a new one - plus some extra hands, if need be. Once they deliver their wheelbarrow and pallets full of wood, nails, a saw, and yes, even glass (though she’d be surprised if they use it), Wessex asks them to stay, just in case. They grumble a bit, but end of up staying. “The good news is that this doesn’t have to be nice or fancy, it just needs to be big, I think.” How many monsters are there? No one knows. How much space do they physically take up? Again, no one knows. Wessex sighs and looks at the empty area. “What do you think?” she asks the assembled. “One story. A box with a slanted roof. Two doors, with bars on the outside. No windows?”
Glass breaks. Glass could let the monsters out. It could also save someone if the wrong person is trapped inside.
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
