Maps, Rogues, and Thick Fucking Skulls

While it was theoretically possible to create color-coded cartridges for Tatiana's shotgun and Ibarra's M203, all of us— I mean, all of us had effing flare guns in our pack for emergencies, and even though we haven't used them since time immemorial and were acting as paperweights, they were there for a reason and we shouldn't use our other tools even if we had the option to make them act like swiss army knives.

In any case, with that particular part out of the way, another thing we had been cooking was to produce an actual map for the Yamamoto Mountain.

Knowing it from memory only benefitted me—though I was still a little worried about doxxing my extended family's home so I omitted certain parts of it just to you know… umm… give it a little bit of spice and mystery.