”I ain’t wired right. I used to be. I think.

I don’t remember how I got here, or what I was fixin’ to do. Or who I was, or where here is. My mind has gone runnin’ like a chicken with its head cut off.

The sun’ll set soon. And though I ain’t never been feared of the dark, the thought of being out here alone gives me the chills. The stubble on my face tells me I’ve been here for some days. And somethin’ is clawin’ at the back of my mind, yellin’ in codes and tellin’ me why the darkness ain’t to be trusted.

Kindly, stranger. I need your help. I just want to find my way back to Babel.”

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The Road to Babel is a GM-less folk horror experience, set in the deep, dark woodland that is Appalachia. Players take on the roles of omnipresent, nameless narrators, who relay and deduct the experiences of our protagonist as he tries to find the way back home.

Due to the trauma of our protagonist, his words are bust, and his memories scattered. 

As players, you will have to rely on cipher solving, narration and improvisation to unlock memories; in turn, these memories will help you fuel your narration and piece together what really happened out there.

Occult, medical or mountain knowledge is a plus, but not a requirement.