A reimagining of the 1987 Spiel des Jahres Winner Auf Achse! In this bidding game, gather what you can from the woodland floor and seek out the markets before they move on.
Description:
Your ancestors have lived in the forest for generations, surviving by following the Leylines - tangled wisps of magic that weave between the pines and lead to the forest’s most coveted bounties. But you can’t sustain yourself on only moss and berries for long. Every solstice, the fae-markets roll into the forest with their caravans bursting with food and supplies.
A reimagining of the 1987 Spiel des Jahres Winner Auf Achse! In this bidding game, gather what you can from the woodland floor and seek out the markets before they move on.
Description:
Your ancestors have lived in the forest for generations, surviving by following the Leylines - tangled wisps of magic that weave between the pines and lead to the forest’s most coveted bounties. But you can’t sustain yourself on only moss and berries for long. Every solstice, the fae-markets roll into the forest with their caravans bursting with food and supplies.
A reimagining of the 1987 Spiel des Jahres Winner Auf Achse! In this bidding game, gather what you can from the woodland floor and seek out the markets before they move on.
Description:
Your ancestors have lived in the forest for generations, surviving by following the Leylines - tangled wisps of magic that weave between the pines and lead to the forest’s most coveted bounties. But you can’t sustain yourself on only moss and berries for long. Every solstice, the fae-markets roll into the forest with their caravans bursting with food and supplies.
A reimagining of the 1987 Spiel des Jahres Winner Auf Achse! In this bidding game, gather what you can from the woodland floor and seek out the markets before they move on.
Description:
Your ancestors have lived in the forest for generations, surviving by following the Leylines - tangled wisps of magic that weave between the pines and lead to the forest’s most coveted bounties. But you can’t sustain yourself on only moss and berries for long. Every solstice, the fae-markets roll into the forest with their caravans bursting with food and supplies.