Failed pusdo-collab between me and a friend, cancelled for the time being.

Its been ten years since the world ended and we're all living off borrowed time now. Nowhere is truly safe, no one can be trusted and nothing is going to change in this irradiated hellhole says most people, but in what's left of the Australian Outback there are men and women who fight for those who can't fight back, explore the Dead Coasts and keep the peace wherever they can. They call themselves Sydney's Rangers, and they may be the only thing keeping the Central Zones in order.

Well god damn, first the Blue Coats show up and now this? Can nothing go right? No map, radio signal or backup...And now I'm stuck in a pastel colored land full of talking horses, giant man bull things and overgrown bugs...I can't tell what's worse: The bloodthirsty slavers or the annoying horses?