It's always hard for us to explain the gameplay in "A Place for the Unwilling". It doesn't fit into the definition of most genres, that's why we use the term "narrative sandbox". These things evolve over development, just like the rest of the game, but at this point they are still on an early stage.
We talked a bit more about gameplay on our devlog, but today we wanted to try a new approach, we are going to describe what you might do on a regular day in the city :-)
(hope you enjoy it!)
(partial sketch of the city)
First thing I did in the morning was purchasing a newspaper, keeping up with the latest news is essential for somebody like me. It's also a nice excuse to stretch my legs and visit my clients in the rich quarter.
The news spoke about some recent events which took place in the capital, but there was also space in the front page for some local events, apparently there had been some robberies close to the hospital and the police was still looking for the thieves, should I be more careful?
There was a violinist playing in the middle of the street right next to the place where I was supposed to meet my client. I had seen him before, he were quite popular and used to play different songs everyday. I decided I could spare a few minutes, so I sat down in a nearby bench and prepared to enjoy the concert.
Once it was over I went back to business. My client was already waiting for me, but we couldn't reach an agreement, his offer was too low and I would be losing money if I accepted it, I would try to get a better one, if I falied I could always come back.
I crossed the bridge and bumped into Myles Stout, a young lad who spent most of his time selling newspapers or planning pranks. What surprised me was that he was talking to August Thompson, a harsh policeman who had a crooked reputation. Myles was an orphan who grew up among the working class, he was the kind of person who tried to avoid policemen.
They were about to finish their conversation but I managed to guess what they were talking about. Looks like August thought Myles had something to do with the recent robberies, he didn't have any kind of prove and had tried to intimidate him, but that wouldn't work, Myles wouldn't crack that easily. Maybe I could look for him later and talk to him, he's usually around the docks.
I kept walking until I reached Wadeson street. I was searching for a shop which, based on the information provided by an old friend, had some cheap goods; judging by the looks of the street they might even be stolen. Following my friend's directions it didn't take me too long to find the shop. Unfortunately for me, it was closed, perhaps it would be a good idea to try again another day.
I went back to the main street and found old Lucas, it was odd to see him so far from his shop. He was staring at some birds and muttering strange words (which wasn't weird at all coming from him). As I stood there I felt a shiver run down my spine, was there somebody watching me? I turned around, but I was alone, must had been my imagination, old Lucas always gives me the creeps.
I decided I would make one last stop at the sea before going back home. After that, it was time for me to buy some food and get some rest.