The travellers moved towards me, their guns pointed at my head. "What is your purpose here?" said one. "Im just passing through, trying to find a Haven." I exclaimed. "You're a Traveller?" "Yes." "Well then, sorry for the roughness." said the man. "My names Mike, and you are?.." "Morgan," i replied "call me Morgan." "Pleased to meet you Morgan, you say you're trying to find a Haven?" asked Mike. "Yes." "Well then, you can travel with us. This is Cortez, and this is Stinger." Mike nodded at the two other men. By this time the traders came out from behind their truck, there were five of them. "We're heading towards Tropolis." said a man wearing a turban. "It's only a few more hours South." I went with the traders to the Haven Tropolis. We talked along the way and I found out they were coming from a Haven called Lost Vegas, which was built beside Las Vegas after the nuking. I told them how I had been stealing from the raiders and they were amazed when I mentioned it was the tribe of Eligos, apparently they controlled this region. Soon we met up with more Travellers, refugees and traders. We traveled along the road for anothe hour when we turned a corner and saw in the distance a huge walled Haven, built on a hill. "Tropolis!" exclamed Mike. It took another thirty minutes until we got to the gates, there were hundreds of soldiers and guards along the walls, this was the biggest Haven I had ever seen. We waited in a slow moving line because all of the caravans had to be checked and no weapons were allowed in the city. The traders and Mike went ahead of me. "Maybe I'll catch you later." said Mike. As I passed through the gate a guard told me to lay my weapons on a table. I unsheathed my katana and put it on the table, I also had: a handgun, a hunting knife, 4 grenades, a LAW rocket launcher and my throwing blades. "Is that all?" said the guard sarcasticly. I tapped my feet together and a blade came out of the toe of my boot, I put it on the table with my other weapons.