Building Makeshift Defenses in Frostwardens // A Frostpunk Themed RimWorld Series // EP3



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» OVERVIEW OF THE SERIES: Frostwardens is a Frostpunk themed RimWorld series where a few desperate survivors find the remnants of an experimental generator and set out to rebuild a home with the generator at its core. Resource scarcity, blistering cold and ideological differences weigh heavy on the survivors, will they have the tenacity to endure?

» DETAILS ABOUT THE SERIES: For Rules, Goals, Settings and how to participate: https://bit.ly/FrostwardenRules For Mods and Ideologies: https://bit.ly/FrostwardenMods and for Lore and Factions: https://bit.ly/FrostwardenLore

» LIVE VIEWER PARTICIPATION: The direction, goals, ideology changes, projects and policies in the series are determined by live polling of viewers on Twitch. If you would like to influence the direction of this series I welcome you to join me on stream. This series is streamed live on https://twitch.tv/rhadamant5186

» PLAYLIST: https://bit.ly/RhadFrostwardensPlaylist

» SOUNDTRACK: The soundtrack is originally from Frostpunk and Frostpunk 2 composed by Piotr Musiał

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11 thoughts on “Building Makeshift Defenses in Frostwardens // A Frostpunk Themed RimWorld Series // EP3”

  1. "Day 57. The winter's breath creeps closer, a frigid caress that chills me to the bone. It is not yet the time of the Autumn, yet the cold bites deeper than any I have known. Today, I felt the icy grip of the Frost Age upon me, a chilling reminder of our fragile existence. Our meager clothing offer little solace against this relentless assault of winter. In my fevered dreams, I saw visions of warmth – parkas and toques fashioned from the pelts of creatures of every hue. Guinea pig? Its fur a riot of color, seemed a treasure beyond measure. If only fate had not cast us adrift in this frozen wasteland."

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