The World
Below freezing, nothing is given. Six rules the world runs on.
The Cold
Hunger, thirst and warmth are real meters, and the night drains all three. The fire is not scenery — it is the difference.
The Forest
Every tree is real. Cut where you swing, drop it where it leans, buck it to logs and carry them home — timber is currency.
The Wild
Elk in the treeline, trout in the lakes, songbirds on the perches — a living food chain that does not wait for you.
The Deep
Caves hold the ore that unlocks everything else. They also hold things that would rather you left. Bring light. Bring a spear.
The Craft
Blueprints with real physics — spans sag, logs have limits, and what you raise stands because you built it right.
The Companions
Assemble a robot from parts and it walks beside you — and talks. Real conversations, run by AI, out in the snow.
Field Notes
From the studio ledger — systems already alive on the bench.