CAUTION: LANGUAGE.
"Guh. I don't even know the date right now, I'll write it down when we get to shore.
We've been condemned to some island out in the middle of freakin' nowhere, on orders from the Mountainhomes to make this island into some kind of resort.
I think they were lying.
This is awful. Aquifers everywhere and some Armok-forbidden coast to deal with.
How will we trade? Where will we get our food?
Either way, we need to set up camp.
Here are the other losers coming along with me:
[Assuming all are male.]
I'm the one on the bottom. The leader. I don't even have any qualifications
to be a leader. I'm a thief. I suspect all the other people here are condemned for crimes committed as well.
Also, the fortress is to be named Gravelscar. Doesn't bode well.
Well, this is what we saw when we got onto shore:
This place is a fuckin' wreck. To add insult to injury, all that's up on those mountains is desert and fuckin' dried-up shitholes that I assume used to have water in them.
Wait a second, it's--
Bauxite! Fucktons of bauxite! Copper! Gems! Coal!
Phew. This isn't as bad as I thought it would be.
Oh, and one of the miner guys just opened the letter the Mountainhomes sent along with us. This is a community service camp which will be advertised as a resort so that the criminals will want to come here instead of jail.
Basically just prolonged execution, if you ask me.
Anyway, I'll keep writing tomorrow. Gotta set up camp right now."
-Ingish Limulalis, Expedition Leader
---------------------------------
That should have explained everything. It's a succession game in which we build a community service camp on a barren shore while making it sound funny.
The map is a little bit large, so deal with it.
Turn time is 1 year.
LIST O' PEEPS:
-Languidiir
-Jack A T
-Mido
[ May 12, 2008: Message edited by: Languidiir ]