Campaign of the Month: January 2012
Star Trek Late Night
There is the sprawl, where criminal guilds rule the streets, not to mention its multifarious inhabitants, guilds, and cults; there is the sense of forgotten and/or forbidden science. Prostitutes and their pimps roam the streets; the roads are ice runs where everyone skates; assassins known as Warrior Poets are readily hireable, their mere proximity striking fear into any who behold them; all live in terror of succumbing to any of an infinite number of infections; highs and vices of countless variety are available, whether from street vendors or within the closed doors of specialist establishments.
And, in total antithesis to all this sweating, stinking culture, out beyond Neverness’ city limits in the snowy wastelands, tribes of Neanderthal men eke a beautifully simple
though terribly hard life hunting seal-like creatures, snow wolves, and dire bear.