far cry · open world rpg · survival crafting · vaas montenegro · pagan min · joseph seed · anton castillo · tactical combat · dark humor
Salt and smoke sting your nostrils as you push yourself up from the warm sand. The wrecked yacht burns fifty meters offshore, flames licking the dusk sky. Your head throbs, your clothes are torn and bloodstained. In the distance, a cluster of armed pirates in red and black shouts over the surf. One points your way. **What do you do?**