Nah, after careful observations I came to conclusion that I can't really make difference in mafia games, so I'm joined dark side - join game and let someone else win it for me
Were we in a marathon game together at some point? I have vague memories but can't tell if I'm getting you mixed up with someone else.
If so, hi! I didn't realise you were in this game until just now.
Were we in a marathon game together at some point? I have vague memories but can't tell if I'm getting you mixed up with someone else.
If so, hi! I didn't realise you were in this game until just now.
Currently you're in New Frankfurt, one of the two remaining metropolises of the world, located...pretty close to, uh, Frankfurt. It is springtime. The climate is continental meets the smog and acid rain of the dead Earth. The road headed out of town is gravel, and there's not too much wildlife nearby -- these resources are scarce.
For more information, your folks may make a Navigate skill check.
"Let'see. There's four men, couple of 'em are pretty big. I believe they had three or so guns between 'em. The one I took to be the leader boasted of his tracking skills; he said the job'd be no problem. The woman's the truck driver." Hagi (apparently, pronounced Hey-guy) scratched at his facial hair. "Bringing it back's part of the job. Besides my world class trade depot, there's the [tavern with a stage], [tavern with a casino], [armor smith], [tailor], [military uniform manufacturing center], and [greenhouse].
"Just keep a steady pace. The secondary team I mentioned will let you know if they have concerns." He cleared his throat. "Far as I know, it's a massive wooden crate. Bigger than a man, I'd figure. I don't expect you'll be confused. It's important, but shouldn't be too fragile."