"The cold has thus far been our greatest adversary, constantly destroying our crops and fields leaving us to hunt and scavenge, to scrape by for our food. Building a greenhouse is our only hope but such a feat will not be easy to accomplish and even that may not save us in the end as winter is coming. And with it may come our end."
Day 22
Well, I can't say I didn't expect this given how things were going in the last part, during the night most of the remaining crops outside died. At best one or two may finish growing but that greenhouse needs to be up and running soon or the colony will just outright starve. Angel at least seems to realise this and starts to cook the berries remaining on the map into meals as soon as she awakes. Syd is the next to rise and she continues laying down power conduits and working on the greenhouse, which is going to be the one thing that might save us at this stage.
Both Ash and Nicole are suffering heavily from food poisoning, which feels borderline ironic given how little food the colony even has, need to make sure only skilled cooks do the cooking from now on. Food poisoning is seldom fatal but it does really really slow down anyone suffering from it and at this point I can't really afford anyone to be slow as there's a lot that needs to get done.
A lack of steel means Syd and Ash are now mining rather than building which is going to slow things down further, I think it's high time Angel went hunting again to stockpile meat until the greenhouse is up and running. However things are at least moving forwards enough for me to have a slim hope of surviving the winter, if a trading caravan arrives with survival meals that'd be supremely helpful but no guarantees of that.
It takes pool ill Ash a whole day to mine just a single tile of steel whilst Nicole runs around hauling things to the stockpile and refueling the generators and campfires. Syd opts to go pray in her room in the afternoon, I can't say I blame her at this point as I think we may need a little divine intervention at this rate!
Components now join the list of things the colony is lacking so avoiding the ancient danger to the south I set as many compacted machinery tiles to be mined out. Three hydroponic basins are now complete so that is progress. As the day draws to a close we get offered a quest to take on a bandit camp, yeah, think we'll pass on that one shall we? We barely have enough to eat much less the ability to go kicking ass and taking names. Nicole however is suddenly inspired and enters a work frenzy for the next eight days! This means she will work faster than usual, I'll take it!
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| The rest of the outdoor crops die off, meaning the greenhouse is our only hope for sustained food supplies. |
Day 23
As expected with the temperature dropping further and further every night the remaining outdoor plants bar the healroot have all died off so now hunting is our only source of food. At least until the greenhouse is finished, I just hope four solar panels are enough to keep it powered. Syd starts the day by mining more steel and putting the sunlamp up and getting another hydroponic basin finished, if she keeps this up we may actually get that thing finished soon.
Things plod along relatively well until the mid-afternoon when we suddenly get a message, a refugee is being chased by an angry tribe and is requesting to stay here. Ordinarily I'd have probably felt it a bad idea at this stage but it turns out this is Angel's mother.. So against my better judgement and every fiber of my gaming experience I opt to help her and try to fight off the tribe chasing her.
Luckily it's only a single tribal attacker so I draft Angel and Nicole to go educate them as to the error of their ways as Angel's mother... Sappy.. Ahem, flees to the colony. A brief exchange of bullets and arrows from the sandbags sees the tribal dropping like a sack of potatoes from a shot to the head, Nicole was quite pleased with herself about that.
Sappy quickly makes herself useful mining out some compacted machinery, building her room and even being able to grab our second rifle to make her our second half decent hunter. I think I may now juggle some work priorities around and get Angel and Sappy hunting to bulk out our food stockpile. The greenhouse is a long-way from finished but it's getting there it's just a lack of materials holding us back now. However there are enough basins up for plants to at least start being sown in them so that is a huge success so far.
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| Sappy, Angel's mother flees into the base whilst Angel and Nicole make short work of her pursuer. |
Day 24
Sappy flies out of bed at 3AM and gets to work (seriously I'd be a zombie at 3AM so more power to her!) Also one of the Ibex rams roaming the map self-tames itself, any other time I might keep it but I think this just goes to slaughter, food is too low right now so apologies but you are lunch. Rabbits, rats, raccoons, hares, lynx and cougars all find themselves in Angel's sights as she set's about the noble goal of refilling our cold-storage area with meat to survive. Even Sappy aids the hunting, I guess it must run in the family?
Hypothermia is now becoming a critical problem but I still need to push on and hunt to gather materials enough to make everyone dusters or parka's to keep them warm during the winter. If all goes to plan then they won't need to venture outside beyond moving between buildings during the winter.
As if to punctuate how much of an issue the cold is becoming Sappy collapses from the freezing temperature causing Ash to have to run off and rescue her. I think sending her hunting without adequate clothing is no longer an option for now. Yikes, let's hope she survives lest Angel get upset and given her violent tendencies I would rather not find out what that would look like. Luckily Ash is quick and rescues her meaning her condition recovers pretty quickly but still, this run seems determined to be a roller-coaster of a time.
Hope you are all still enjoying it so far, I certainly am enjoying writing about it!
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| The cold takes it toll on Sappy causing her to collapse, winter is coming. |
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