You had on your way to this new continent had gathered 20 men with you. Which is a lot. But you all agreed you wanted to start something great and as such stuck together.

But shall you start. The cold north with lots of resources but few people to take in. The south with many people and warm weather but fights for land are common. Maybe the east with the wet plains and constant rain but much food and open ground to settle on.

This is a RPG kind of life. Time will move on and when you die you move into one of your descendants to control until the end where your lineage ends.

Commander: So where shall we go my new friend.