#dillemma

To put my "five cents" on it. You're only like 15 (I assume) You're bound to make some mistakes at this age. (I make a lot of mistakes, too.) You're not "bad." You just have a problem with being insulting or inappropriate to other people. Truth be told, when I was your age, I used to beat up classmates at my high school because of what I went through. I shouldn't have, and I realized that now that I'm older. But you're still growing at this stage and age.

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Mechanism that brings most of randomness to the game and heavily shapes each gameplay is the random events system.

Events can occur whenever the party stops to camp. Possiblity of occurring for each event it's based on the terrain type (although there gonna be events caused by other factors, but that's another story). For example  chance for a sandstorm in the jungle is 0%.

Event may cause different effects affecting resources and party members. Some of them can be modified by party's composition and resources (surely having medic can be helpful when malaria burst out) Some of the events allow players to choose from 2 or 3 reactions each bringing different consequences.

Here’s an example (don’t mind the interaface design, tis just a concept), hope you like it!

have you ever wondered, what other people see?

the eyes that lay beyond yourself;

visions that cannot be rented or streamed.

do you ever sit by yourself and think about the fact

that nobody else will ever be able to remember

the exact memory you’re experiencing in that moment?

isn’t it scary to think that no matter how many words we say,

pictures we paint, or songs we play,

there isn’t anyone in this world who can truly understand you.

i think that’s why i always try so hard, to close my eyes

and open them again in someone elses’ head.

because i can understand that fear, and that pain,

of isolation; your own body being a cage of self-awareness,

and at the same time, of resignation and peace.

so, i try to understand the people around me deeply,

and keep my eyes clear, and wide, and maybe i can help

them not to feel how i feel every single day,

knowing that nobody will ever look at me and see my story,

and they probably will also never ask.

but i’m just not the kind of girl who could ever close my eyes,

even when what i could see wasn’t something i should have.

when it was wrong, ugly, dark, dirty;

when it was honest. when it was the truth.

what i see is the promise of this world, and the people i love,

but what i also see is the vile injustice of a planet plagued

by greedy, opportunists, the superficial, fake, liars, violence, hate

and for so long i was able to look without feeling too much,

but i can’t anymore. i can no longer protect the people around me.

i can’t hide what i see. i can’t just silently look at them.

but how can i change the world now? what can i do?

my eyes are heavier everyday, it’s even hard to close them to sleep;

mind buzzing with every single observation…

what can i do, god? this is a curse i was born with,

i just want to make it into a blessing…

why gift someone with the ability to see,