When friends love a game, you learn about it through osmosis. They discuss the campaign’s challenges, its failings and the reasons they keep on playing despite the frustrations. That’s how I absorbed everything about Grounded before wholeheartedly jumping in.
My brother played it religiously and regaled me about his adventures in the shed and the sandbox. He talked about it so much that I spent a week adventuring with him, and getting the hang of the original. What impressed me most was how he knew where everything was in a miniature world that seemed enormous with its hidden labs and secret caves.
