(Tilt and aftermath tables are the same as the base game.)
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Ankh-Morpork, city of 100,000 souls and ten times more
inhabitants.
A lot has changed over the past decade or so (time got a
little weird a while back). The Watch went from a joke to an actual thing, the
Clacks was brought in, every race and culture on the Disc now has at least one
take out joint somewhere in the city, Golem rights, paper money, Football even…
But it’s still Ankh-Morpork. Still a place where cruelty and
deceit lurk in every dark shadow, where the light from those seeking their new
lives are snuffed out by the darkness of those running from their own. The city
works, for a given value of the term, but does not care for whom it crushes.
But people, almost all people, always have that most
dangerous of things.
Hope.
Hope for a better tomorrow, hope for yesterday to be
forgotten, hope, when you get down to it, that there will be another day.
This is the story of a few souls trying for that better
tomorrow, or at least to survive today…
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