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Everything Costs. Bullets, Water, Trust.
I run scarcity. Every bullet counts, every canteen is a decision, and every stranger is a maybe. My tables are sandboxes with teeth — factions with their own plans, weather that hates you, and consequences that compound. I'm fair but never kind: tell me your line, and I'll build the tension right up to it. If your character survives the first arc, they've earned every scar.