The people of Camelot wake up to a massive pile of lumber and the 4 members of the 13 clan looking over a map. "Did you guys do this all through the night?" Lance asks moments before getting smacked upside the head by Riley. "What was that for?" Lance asks. "Why were there no guards or lookouts through the night if we wanted we could have slit your throats taken your shit and raped your kids." Riley says without looking away from his map. "Sorry crazy man ill do better." Lance says nervously. "And don't be sexist put the women in guard positions as well Lance." Riley says watching the map intently. "His name is Lance?" Quinn asks. "Yup i thought he had picked the dipshit name Lancelot for no apparent reason but it turns out his real name is in fact Lance." Riley answers. "How could you possibly know that?" the large bearded man who turned out to be able to do some blacksmithing asks incredulous. Still entranced by his map Riley holds out a small leather wallet belonging to Lance. "When did you take that?" Lance asks worried he missed something. "I stole something from all of you when you were sleeping and if you want it back i expect all of you to shape up your security or ill take more shit." Riley says finally looking at lance. "Your people are well rested i hope." Riley says watching Lance's face fall with nerves. "We should be we slept all night." he admits. "Good your going to take 4 people with you to a hardware store here." Riley says pointing at a map. "What are we getting there?" Lance asks. Riley groans loudly. "If i have to spell every little detail out for you this is going to take forever what do you think you need to get from a hardware store in the zombie apocalypse?" Riley asks sitting on the edge of the table. "Everything?" Lance asks uncertain of his answer. "Good boy everything you can carry and then some supplies like those make great defenses and that is irreplaceable in this shit your going to take that truck and trailer it has a full tank and should be good for quite a few trips." Riley points at the vehicle he and his clansmen had been using through the night. "There is a gas station here and here if you need to refuel but ill warn you they are infested and its your job to clear them." Riley smiles. "While your at it send another 5 people to finish looting the lumber yard and make sure at least 1 of them has some experience fixing vehicles so that your idiots aren't carrying everything by hand." Riley says Lance sets off to get his teams in order. "What will you be doing crazy man?" the blacksmith asks. "His fucking name is Riley!" Jessica snaps. "I don't really care what they call me as long as they show progress." Riley says boredly. "Ill be overlooking the construction of your new wall and probably getting in some zombie killing once I'm satisfied you have the wall building down." Riley answers. "Who are you going to have work on that?" the blacksmith asks. "Everyone but you." Riley says turning back to his map. "Why not me?" the man asks feeling fear creep up his spine. "Your a blacksmith so you are going to be applying your trade making a stockpile of durable weapons for your people to defend themselves with." Riley says turning to watch the man. "Give these 4 a list of all the things you will need and then start collecting the metal you need." Riley then turns to his clansmen. "Once he gets the list to you i want you guys to get the items as fast as you can and then i want you to watch over the idiots while they build the wall my goal is to have as much up by sunrise tomorrow as is physically possible." Riley grins wickedly.
The people of Camelot hammer away at their sections of wall drenched in sweat while Riley watches them from where he stands within the fence to the rec yard. There still is a long ways to go before the wall is fully constructed but for now it seems to Riley that they have the idea down. The wall will be built around the prison from the fence to the end of the sidewalk that also wraps around the prison. Riley rolls his shoulders and bounces in place warming up his muscles for the battle ahead. "What is the crazy guy doing?" Lance asks as his team drops off their latest load of lumber. "I think he is planning on dealing with that horde inside by himself." the blacksmith says watching Riley. "It wont take him long to wipe out that measly number of zombies our asshole just is that good." Tank says as he and Quin start unloading the equipment that Brian the blacksmith had listed. "Will he be alright?" Lance asks watching the fence separating the rec yard from the prison cell buildings crawl with zombies. "Just watch Lance your about to see why we have Rule 10." Tank says. Riley finishes warming up and lifts his handgun aiming for the chains that hold the gates to the prison closed. "Bro i gotta tell you shooting the chain wont work!" Rat yells. Riley's head cocks to one side as he considers that information. "Fuck it." Riley says laughing as he decimates the chain with a full clip releasing the zombies. "Right forgot who i was talking to." Rat says rubbing his head. "I don't understand what you mean." Quinn says to his mentor. "Riley can shoot 1 link continuously until it breaks." Rat says pointing where Riley laughs as he mows down the horde dancing between reaching hands of the zombies. "Are you sure we shouldn't help him?" Quinn asks watching nervously as horde surrounds Riley. "Your welcome to try but you'll wind up just pissing him off." Tank says moving towards the van.