Axel

Nuclear winter has already come and gone in the wasteland that used to be Las Vegas. The whole world was affected much in the same way, but occasionally nomads will claim there’s places still lush with plants and water. Axel doesn’t believe that; he hasn’t seen a hint of anything organic in years. He’s been traveling for weeks now, but his car has broken down and brought him to a halt in the so-called city left behind. There’s danger everywhere, whether it be bandits or gamma-affected creatures that were once animals, but the old Strip offers comforts not unlike when it when it was in its prime. Here travelers can come to safely find supplies, barter and sell, but the outskirts just around are fearsome.