After the last feral mutant fell, the group realized that Pete was missing. A quick search suggested that something in the sandstorm had taken her. Frankie and Cassie headed out to track her down only to have the person they were looking for sneak right up behind them. Ricardo was his name, and he knew Frankie from somewhere in the past. He reassured Frankie that Pete was fine, was not objecting, and would turn up in a bit.
Given that the Doombringer meant that there was trouble in Las Vegas, the caravan changed it's route to swing by Carson City and out to Sacremento. Some stories were shared by the group to pass the time. Everyone survived the 16 hour long dust storm, but a day's travel time was lost.
Travel was again interrupted by two Templar in uniform wielding assault rifles and swords. The demanded help dealing with a herd of Devil Pigs. The group headed off to assist with this problem while one of the Templar stayed to "watch" the caravan.
Once the herd was in sight, Captain Whit once again demonstrated her skill with a rifle, and her dissatisfaction with the weirdness of the wastes, by leveling her rifle without saying a word to the group and downing two of the herd, each with a single shot, before anyone could react. Frankie finished off a third, before two more crested the hill. These two provided a little more of a problem. In the end, all of the pigs were put down, but not before one of them berserked and gored Cassie. She wasn't wounded for long, though, as she healed herself using her books shortly after the last pig fell.
The group has returned to convoy and travel has resumed. What else will the wastes surprise them with on this trip, and where, exactly, is Pete?