You either love it or hate it

Zoltan smiled at the newcomers, he addressed Megara first, in order to get the pleasantries out of the way. He definitely recognised Meg’s name, though he couldn’t entirely be sure it was the Meg he was thinking of, and Revas was a new name all together. He smiled as warmly as he was able in his current mood, standing in the scattered remains of the shipment that had been hijacked.

Ah, are you the Meg that helps greet new people and refugees? I believe I’ve heard your name but had not had the pleasure of putting a face to the name before now. He turned to Revas and greeted him warmly as well, and then got back to the topic at hand.

I’ve looked through a bit of it, but I only just arrived a few minutes before you, so I haven’t had time to look long. It does appear some of the debris left behind moves off towards the forest path over that way. He pointed towards the woods to his left. The path looked to be fairly new, there were fresh cuts to the undergrowth and foliage and while the cuts were fresh looking, the ground itself didn’t look as trampled as an old path might.