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CLINT WESTGARD

Captain, I don’t know what to tell you. The game has changed.

And so it has, but the Captain is determined not to lose.

He faces a host of problems though, some insurmountable, starting with the Infernal Contraption. Its engines mean death and ruin to anyone near. So he flees through a city rapidly descending into chaos, hoping he doesn’t get drawn in.

In a world gone mad, the Captain can only hope to return to his ship, but the sea will offer no succor. To say nothing of the Grand Jefe…

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