Rustlands Redemption

The salt stings your eyes. The wind, a constant, rasping predator, whips sand against your exposed skin. You taste grit with every breath, the taste of survival in this godforsaken place. This isn't a vacation. This isn't exploration. This is desperate escape. You are a Scavenger, a survivor in the Rustlands. Decades ago, the Great Machine Wars ended. Humanity won, but at a catastrophic cost. The weapons unleashed reshaped the landscape into a desolate wasteland of rusted metal, toxic dunes, and the skeletal remains of colossal war machines. Now, precious few settlements cling to existence, scratching out meager livings from the scraps left behind. Your village, Oasis 12, was one of them. It *was* a safe haven. *Was*. Just yesterday, a Sandstorm Marauder gang swept through, leaving nothing but ruin and silence. They butchered the men, enslaved the women, and carted away anything of value – food, water, even the rusted components that held your fragile society together. You were lucky to be out scavenging when it happened. Lucky to be alive. But luck runs dry in the Rustlands. You are left with nothing but the tattered clothes on your back, a rusty pipe wrench you found clinging to a broken Machine, and the burning desire for revenge. More than that, you yearn for survival. You need food, water, shelter. You need to find a way to track down the Marauders and rescue those taken captive. The sun beats down mercilessly. The shadows lengthen, promising a cold and dangerous night. You grip the pipe wrench tighter. This is your new reality. This is your struggle. This is… *Scavenger: Rustlands Redemption.* What will you do? Where will you go? The wasteland waits. And it doesn't care.