It is very likely that you have heard of Villa McGuffin recently, although until recently no one knew about this place because it was worthless. Founded by two cousins named McGuffin and all their extensive offspring, this shitty settlement was so ridiculously insignificant that it didn’t even appear
on the fucking maps.
But, oh surprise! One day, the trade route between Puentechatarra and Merkadome was opened, and it turns out that Villa McGuffin was right in the fucking middle of it. So overnight, this shitty settlement became
a mandatory stopover for travellers and peddlers who make their way through the Wasteland.
The McGuffin family, those bastards who founded this dump, suddenly found themselves at the head of a gold mine… or at least a shit mine with a little sparkle. And despite their unattractive appearance, the result of generations of inbreeding, they were smart enough to see the business opportunity and realise that these
travellers came with their hands full of bullets after trading, and that beyond whores and alcohol, gambling was more profitable than a water well in the middle of the fucking desert.
And you can’t say they didn’t put on a show. From the typical card and dice games to improvised combat arenas, spitting contests and ball-kicking contests.
However, so much fame, attraction and bullets passing from one hand to another have attracted the attention of everyone.
And it cannot be said that they have not put together an offer. From the typical card and dice games to improvised combat arenas, spitting contests and ball kicking.
However, so much fame, attraction and bullets passing from one hand to another have attracted the attention of all the factions in this area of the Wasteland, who see it as a strategic location and a very lucrative source of business. So no one would be surprised if there were soon fights to take control of it. I’ll be watching it all while eating some galligartitas.

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A group of archaeologists, or something like that, which is the typical name that smart alecks use to sound important, had been digging for a long time in search of texts in perfect condition from the World of Yesteryear
in the ruins of what appeared to be a huge factory or something similar. And it turns out that in a room sealed until now by a mound of earth, they found what they were looking for. However, they were shocked when they unpacked the manuscripts.
Instead of finding plays, poetry or some other cultural stuff, or at least information about those times, they came across a kind of detailed instructions, accompanied by cryptic drawings and indecipherable words.
According to the group’s leader, Cobardus the Bold: ‘It’s as if someone had dug up the darkest secrets of the past to confuse us.’
Some believe that the texts found are strange spells containing instructions for summoning spirits or demons, which have names like SKUBB, MÖJLIGHET, SMÅSPORRE, or GRÄLVIKEN. Well, there’s one called Billy, who must be really nice, and I’m sure the rest of them beat him up and steal his souls.
Despite the bizarre nature of their find, the team of archaeologists is determined to make the most of this unique discovery. ‘In a world where the past and present are intertwined in unpredictable ways, we cannot underestimate the value of what we find,’ Cobardus declared, saying a lot without really saying anything. ‘These complex instructions could be the key to unlocking the mysteries of our own history!’
As for me, I’m going to sprinkle salt on all the doors and windows, because these guys are going to end up summoning some nasty creature, which I can see coming from a mile away.