Eternum
Eternum crossed his arms, thinking about an idea. A snowball fight with rules in celebration of Ludo. Ridiculous, childish, it sounded. The thought of pummeling his friends, if he was feeling generous, into the snow held an appeal.
Eternum leaned back again, “Not bad. Let’s make it interesting,” he said to himself.
He pointed to the sled. “Sleds,” he said. “For mobility. They can be used to move you around more quickly, haul supplies, or also serve as a shield. If your team takes a hit, you lose one. Keeps things balanced.”
His voice carried over the crackle of the fire. “Hey, get over here. We’ve got something to talk about. Let’s play a game together. Teams, traps, objectives, the works.”
It was night time, so they wouldn't have much vision. They'd have to rely on their fire, mostly.
Eternum leaned back again, “Not bad. Let’s make it interesting,” he said to himself.
He pointed to the sled. “Sleds,” he said. “For mobility. They can be used to move you around more quickly, haul supplies, or also serve as a shield. If your team takes a hit, you lose one. Keeps things balanced.”
His voice carried over the crackle of the fire. “Hey, get over here. We’ve got something to talk about. Let’s play a game together. Teams, traps, objectives, the works.”
It was night time, so they wouldn't have much vision. They'd have to rely on their fire, mostly.
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