A successful Session 1 of my #FateCore space campaign. The party has become involved in a 10,000 km ice rally (think Dakar) to win money to buy fuel.
Other fun tidbits:
They arrived on this planet with a cargo hold of alcohol to sell ... but it turns out it's illegal on this planet.
The uplifted capybara enginer has been convinced to take part in the race with the promise of installing a hot tub on the ship.
Another race team comprises the son of one character and the nephew of another. They were embarrassingly confronted at the pre-race brunch by their older relatives (who don't yet know what these young mean are *really* up to).
Multiple organized crime families.
"Are we space drug dealers?"
As a cliffhanger, an attack by ice ostriches.
