The Least Common Denominator

The State of Affairs III

Days had turned to weeks real fast as we found ourselves staring at more of the same in our trek towards the southern edge of the Empire. Signs of civilization had been scarce, as well as contact with the rest of the Empire in terms of actual news and current events. We had no idea what was happening anymore, and what we did know was probably weeks, or even months out of date in terms of relevancy and usefulness.

In short, we were in the middle of fucking nowhere and we know fuck-all about what was even happening beyond our immediate vicinity.

Granted, it probably wouldn't matter even if we did know that the Empire might already be on the verge of collapse as we speak. In the end, we were still just a party of three that had no clue as to what the final end goal of this journey will be. I had already said to myself that I was going to try and piece together the old me's past,