Build them a home.
Not all of them come back.
Blood for warmth.
Coming to Google PlayThe colony
A shard of a shattered world, floating in the void, warmed by the Ember Mine. Lay it out tile by tile, however you like.
The heroes
They go down the pit for its ember, floor by floor. A hero who falls stays fallen; the colony remembers them.
Fair odds
Time is sold, never power. Every chance in the game is public: drop chances.