Howdy Belters,
Glad to hear that the gift of folksome space misery went over well at y'all's homestead. Y'know, it's not just any family where that kind of Christmas gift don't initiate a fist-fight. Happy to have you both out on the Belt with us.
Now, we dickered long and hard over whether the bones of Dead Belt could withstand a couple of extra heads around the table, but came to the conclusion that, yes cred/debt and Threats started to act a little hinky when three or more were involved. But the thing that did us in but good was how small even the largest Birds started to feel with three or four Belters splitting up to strip bolts and salvage fittings. The time-pressure started to feel arbitrary rather than tense. For that reason, we kept it to two and have spent some time throwing brain-bytes at building a game in the same universe more suited to a traditional table.
So that's in the offing later on down the line. But Dead Belt for 3+ Belters at a time? Well, I ain't your dad, so I ain't gonna say you can't. Just that we didn't write it in proper like because it didn't look/work/feel right.
Thanks for dropping a wave, Belter. Y'all be good.
Chariot, out.