A Combat Supplier's Escape

A modified Crashlanded, influenced by Francis John's sea ice playthrough on YouTube.


There's money up North, they said. It'll be fine, they said. The five of you travel to the fabled "Silver City" in the North Pole of some god-forsaken desoate rim world. It turns out they meant tailcaps when they said "money." Strange tailcaps...

After buying up all the North Pole tailcaps you could afford, a micrometeorite traveling at 7% c punctures your ship's hull.

The impact punctures one of your Johnson-Tanaka drives, which quickly overheats, forcing the ship's persona core to order an abandon ship.

Perhaps it will land safely and repair itself. Perhaps it will someday contact you, offering you a way off this desolate rim world.

Your faction will be a New Arrivals.
Start with 5 people.
Your people will be between 18 and 26 years old.

Start with:
-Human leather tailcap (Legendary) x25
-Packaged survival meal x93
-Medicine x30
-Component x30
-Bolt-action rifle (Masterwork) x3
-Uranium mace (Masterwork)
-Sniper rifle (Masterwork)
-Flak vest x2 (Normal)
-Plasteel flak helmet (Normal) x5
-Warg x1
-Steel x450
-Wood x300

Map is scattered with:
-Ship chunk x3
-Steel x720
-Revolver (Normal) x4