Observations of the Fox

When I moved to this part of the world, I tried to find out how to get in contact with the local indigenous community. The first few people to give me an answer generally told me... "we don't have any". That rang alarm bells for me, because I'd seen from a few sources that I'd moved into traditional Barapa Barapa lands. Here's an example website that shows this . But I've also seen images of indigenous massacres since colonialism, and there's a notable marking in this part of the country. I'd been told by a couple of people that they'd be interested in hearing the story of indigenous communities here, and what happened to them, but I'd also been told that there might be some people with a strong interest in keeping those stories unknown. Either way, I really want to do something relating to the river, probably as a sourcebook for Walkabout. The name of the river on maps is the Murray, but in one of the indigenous languages it...

I have moved to a literal and metaphorical "gaming desert". A fortnight of days over 40 degrees celsius, roaming kangaroos and emus, eagles with two metre wingspans (or more), fish weighing over 100 kg are known to be caught in the nearby river... ...and I literally live adjacent to a region known as Thule. (I'm at the blue dot) The local general store has a limited range of warhammer figures in it, but is selling them out cheap because the last wargamers left town months ago. Other nearby towns seem to have wargaming clubs but I don't know of any roleplayers in the area so far. On the other hand, there is a wealth of historical information and anecdotal data to flesh out "Walkabout" when I get started back into that project.

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