"The Cinematic Version"
Hallck Barruck moves quickly by Rodney Ricashey, casually slapping him on the back. "Better get a move on," he says, sounding a little anxious. "Sun's going down." He's dragging a skid, similar to the one Cael has. "Cael! How'd you keep alive so damned long and still not know how to keep proper track of time?"
Hallck slows to let his old friend Rodney catch up. He nods at Rodney.
Ellent Cordell taps Windari on the shoulder. "So, uh. Time to go. Halck sent me." He stands and turns, still talking, "yeah. Gotta go." He mutters something under his breath.
It is late, very close to dusk. And dusk, as you all know, is when things get... hairy. You've all probably begun to feel the nagging sense that something's watching you. Or is it sniffing at you? Was that the glint from shiney metal, or from the yellowy glow of the Dark Ones, waiting for their chance to pounce?
No one knows why they come out at night. Something about the sunlight bothers them. Or maybe they're just more deadly at night, using the shadows to their advantage. Could it be something else? Whatever the reason, the Dark Ones are coming, and nothing survives outside the village.
When the sun disappears, the gate locks. Nothing gets in. Nothing goes out. Those are just the rules. Only a few break those rules, and fewer live to regret it...
The party has only a few minutes to spare: at current pace, you'll should get to the gates with an uncomfortably small amount of time before they get locked down for the night.
Your village (the one you all share) has a diminishing population. For a while it was good, kids were growing up, people were happy. The walls held and the Dark Ones stayed away. Mouths were fed. People were happy.
But something has changed. In the last few years, your village has suffered incredible losses. Scavenging changed from being just another thing to be done into a dangerous, nearly suicidal job that nobody wants.
The village can no longer sustain itself. Crops have died from drought. Clean water is a scarcity, and the systems used to clean the radiation have been breaking down from years of disrepair. A dirty water supply caused the surviving crops to mutate.
But desperation set in, and the mutated crops were eaten... too late came the discovery of their poisonous nature. All the children and elderly died.
Now the community looks to you: Cael, Rodney, Windari, and a few others that are still strong.