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>[MUSELLA'S CHOICE]: ENVOY [PALO VERDE NUCLEAR ZONE]
Your name is DEA Agent Robert Mazur and your undercover mission to infiltrate and bust Southern California's fastest growing meth operation has resulted in you becoming a high-level leader of a Civil War faction and a trusted cardinal of the "Catholic Church". So great is their trust in you that you have been given free reign to conduct a diplomatic mission representing the Sun Belt Crusaders meth cult while they are busy with the raid into the Gila region happening simultaneously. Looking at the map and weighing your options, you think the best faction to improve relations with is the Electric Union somehow still running the country's largest nuclear facility in the Palo Verde Nuclear Zone region. Given that the Electric Union's territory lies past the Lewis Correctional Protectorate, a brutal faction consisting of prisoners turned raiders led by a muscular masked warden that's an existential threat to the Crusaders should they choose to attack, their partnership could be useful in keeping tabs on the west and its potential dangers. Evidently, you're not the only one who sees value in the west while most focus on the east and its Maricopa-POZ proxy conflict, as it was another cardinal who first suggested an envoy west.
After being told that you should organize your own envoy you received an odd letter from Cardinal Trkulja urging you to go west. You probably would have done so anyway, but this is notable because he has become a sort of odd hermit in recent times who has decided to live in the desert "as John the Baptist did" and has apparently been seeing "visions" while refusing to eat or drink beyond the bare minimum to survive in the barren wastes, visions he says will aid you in your endeavors. He's probably going to just ramble incoherently about God or something, but despite Dragomir's current mental state his background in running logistics for Californian farmers (and before that Croatian militants) means that he might actually have some useful input. His hut is on the road west, and you figure that in the worst case scenario you might just waste a bit of time dropping him off some food and water.
You get into a full-size truck with a small group of guards and necessary supplies such as fuel, ammunition, and a few dozen kilograms of blue meth. You're driven along the narrow one-lane 238-highway that runs parallel to the rail-line that has been seemingly inactive for as long as the cult as been in the region until you reach a junction where a rural road goes up to your right. Trkulja's to the left past the shrubbery lining the highway, the broken down fence, and the abandoned rail-lines...
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