>>5969917>>5969795>>5969682>>5969669Following a mass cataclysm, extinction event, or in this instance, an eldritch blast wrought upon a former lunar paradise by a senile Lich seeking to regain his sanity with a fleeting grasp of magic; fungus tends to be one of the first organisms to recolonize the barren; polluted soil to settle the land to their liking.
This is the case of your fledgling village of Myceanean people as well; grown from a small swamp surrounding a stagnant lake sizzling with residual mana. At one point it was a quarry, evident by glittering minerals and piles of rubble that litter it's steppe walls, despite being barely visible beneath the oily purple water. Staring too long into it, or mycelium forbid- consuming the water induces insanity; which caused some earlier Myceanea to wander off babbling, never to be seen again.
There are 20 of your people; all of which were named by one another as there wasn't an elder at the time of your spawning. As the population grows and rumors of monstrous boars stalking the swamp increase, your people need a leader. They decide to:
>Elect a leader (Democracy: More political intrigue)>Make the biggest 'Shroom king (Monarchy; less focus on internal politics- can change if players request)After that is settled; your people decide to
>Cultivate more turf>Scavenge your surroundings>Construct housing (or some other structure)>Send a group of Shrooms to hunt the monstrous boars>Send a group of Shrooms to explore the surrounding area>Write in>Three votes wins, or whatever has the most in a day. Will check back periodically to update. 
