<strong>Location</strong>: Mar Sara, barren wilderness<br/><strong>Planetary time</strong>: Afternoon come dusk<br/><br/>Navigating the rocky terrain, the hulk of black made his way around the maze of canyons out into the open wastelands, commonly known simply to the Terrans as the Badlands. Large expanses of dirt, sand and gravel with minimal vegetation. The cliffsides, mesas and plateaus litter a great part of the continent he was in. Due west was the small Terran settlement of Tamper Downs, far beyond the horizon in less hostile territory. Further beyond was the larger mining port of New St Angels. To the east towered the Combine vespine refineries and mines that mark the rich veins of vespine gas below ground. To the north was his destination. A safe haven of old ruins and ashen wasteland, far from any radars and patrols, rumored to be a place of Zerg infestation and inhospitable land. It was a scorched area, once a walled major city that was the planet's capital, reduced to rubble and broken steel from Protoss bombardment almost a decade ago. No life existed in that direction and it was the perfect place to rest. The most he would encounter there were the easily scared off salvage crews. Even they were sparse after he made quite a few of them 'disappear'.