It’s difficult not to start out by namedropping Dwarf Fortress. Songs Of Syx will compare to probably every colony sim you’ve played, in fact, but it feels like a fundamentally different game conceptually.

The usual parts are there. Chop some trees, chip some stones, and chep some crops to get your pioneers’ basic needs met, then get to expanding. But Syx isn’t interested in testing you or manufacturing drama. It’s not about surviving, not about building a happy little colony. It’s about how growth changes not just the scale, but the nature of a settlement. Despite similarities with its influences, it defines itself with a different dynamic, a whole different ethos to its peers. And it’s one that even playing it my own awkward way hasn’t broken.

Songs of Syx – Trailer

A fair few building games start out too limited. Too often, the opening segments feel like a toll to be paid before the real game. Considering scale is a defining feature of Syx, you might think it’d be one of those. But the empire and city state phases are a culmination, not a baseline.

As is traditional, you start with a handful of colonists and a need to get more just so that everyone’s not juggling two or three jobs. But stability comes quickly thanks to the control you get over population. Your main source is immigration, but unlike Dwarf Fortress and its sudden invasions of 5-100 yoghurt weighers, prospective citizens queue up and wait to be let in, at the exact number and moment you decide. Syx is not combative, either. It’s about expansion and macromanagement, but you can get there at your own pace. The only direct pressure is raids.

RimWorld magics up ever-increasing attackers because of numbers, and Dwarf Fortress’s monsters and invaders are pulled from real simulated entities off your map, but each tends to ambush you on the spot, and escalate over time. In Syx, bandit attacks aren’t fated, but a possibility. At any moment you can see the chance that someone will attack, and this number changes based on who is nearby, and how big and well resourced you are. A visible town with an opium industry or gem mines will draw attention, whereas a hamlet with little but clay and wood will rarely tickle anyone’s avarice.

A zoomed out world map in Songs Of Syx showing a complex cluster of icons denoting different buildings and resources

That threat can be prevented, too. The presence of a militia (refreshingly easy to train, and doesn’t prevent them from working) can be enough, with mine generally at a 5-8% chance of trouble per year even without iron weapons. Even when they target you, they practice sensible banditry, offering an ultimatum and time to meet it, and then must set out across the map, where they can be intercepted if you’re prepared.

This means that you can remain small, although admittedly that’s still a pretty limited way to play. You gain access to some civic buildings only at certain population points (largely things you won’t need before then anyway; a village of 50 doesn’t really need judges), but there’s more traditional research too, to unlock new industries and efficiencies by buying them with gathered points. A bit like Emperor Of The Fading Suns, unlocked research must be maintained, necessitating more ongoing researchers. I suspect you could work around this to some extent, and engineer a specialised export village, but it would take a lot of setting up, and you probably wouldn’t get much else done. Specialisation is natural anyway, as increasing research and your number of workers on a specific job raise efficiency, discouraging boring self-sufficiency and defining your town more.

But your ambitions can sit in the middle too. There’s no rush towards an endgame or ideal form. The intermediary stages are just as enjoyable, and you’re neither penalised for taking your time or forced into mass population, thanks to those immigration controls. For the sake of everyone’s sigh glands, let’s politely set aside any argument about any real world politics here, because its sheer function is transformative.

A field of crops in Songs Of Syx, being tended by Akka RedRum, a Cretonian

A top down view of a snowy settlement in Songs Of Syx, highlighting a lizard-like Garthiminian Citizen called Sebas Goldhand, his info on the left side of the screen

Colonists come from one of seven species. You get dwarf-ish Dondorians, insectoids who are mostly good for labour, a few rare ones that have to be found on the map and swayed or conquered. My favourite are the Tilapi, forest-loving herders whose culture demands a little cannibalism, as a treat. Despite being clearly based on DF’s elves (elves being the worst in all fantasy), they feel like a distinct thing, probably because everyone’s day to day lives are so mundane and relatable. Each species gets along a little better with some than others, but it’s not a flat bonus or penalty to relations; each has dozens of preferences and dislikes for particular jobs, public services, materials, and even shapes of building. Species with some animosity can get along fine if they all feel provided for and nothing too objectionable happens. You can set government policies on a per-species basis too, to placate a disgruntled demographic, or butter up the population who you want to see more of (happier residents spur more immigration from their kinfolk).

Syx’s less antagonistic attitude produces goals beyond survival and stability, to really defining and leading your settlement.

All this has conceptual consequences. Syx’s less antagonistic attitude produces goals beyond survival and stability, to really defining and leading your settlement. Individuals don’t really matter despite each getting a name and description, which is a good thing considering how quickly they’d become irrelevant. But they matter collectively. You can absolutely have a monoculture town, excluding specific people or even enslaving or genociding them. Each culture has its own attitude to freeing slaves, who don’t have to be racially targeted. Enslavement can be reserved for war captives or specific crimes instead (which interestingly, in a dark fashion, makes it possible to deprive a people, frustrating and provoking them into crime, creating a conveniently neoliberal-deniable form of racial slavery), or rejected entirely; this isn’t an edgy game at all.

One dividing factor could simply be that one of your cultures like round, wooden buildings, and another likes square, stone ones. They’re not fussy enough to fight over that, but the larger you get, the bigger the sum effect of ten, 50, 300 mildly frustrated farmers becomes. Bigger settlements become more complex, and so do their needs. The pressure on you changes, and that monoculture you planned becomes a different commitment. Would it really hurt to have a few Garthimis working the fisheries and mines? They’re better at it than my guys. They only need stone to decorate their homes, whereas my cannibals are starting to demand tonnes of clay and fur and … livestock? Huh. So you build a little area for them, or dot a few houses they’ll like in amongst the others. It goes well, and they’re happy, so more of them want to join. They’re eating different foods to everyone else, so this works! Let’s have some not-halflings too, they can forage that wheat so we have a use for it. And they’ll need homes down by the river, so we’ll want a new logging camp, which I can build here, and then some houses for the loggers there in the little clearing. That brings us close to an ore patch, so we could get more of the Garthimis in, and hmm, 30 of them want to join but only 6 cannibelfs? Alright, we’ll take ’em.

Congratulations, your insular woodland village with a handful of ghettoised immigrants is now a bustling mixed town. The cannibalism loved by 60% appalls the other 40%, and each has its own idea of how thieves should be punished. And now you’re large enough to build nurseries, automatically producing more people of a given species, and the Garthimi have been way less trouble and they’re happier here anyway, encouraging more of their own to come…. And your town, gosh. The little starting “seat of power” is now a quaint neighbourhood people walk through to get to the toilets. The distant patch of wild fruits you use to send people on long annual journeys to pick is now consumed instantly by the tailors who live next door. The wide open space you planned to leave alone became three distinct districts in your mind. Now they’re starting to merge, and take on a new character, and place different pressures on their people and surroundings.

A screenshot from strategy sim Songs Of Syx showing the technology tree on the left and a food hall on the right.

Syx isn’t specifically about how settlements reflect and generate ideology, history and culture. Its focus is somewhat mechanical even if you don’t build a city as a huge and efficient machine. But even with its store page showing neatly organised grids and carefully measured geometries, it’s about growing a society. While Dwarf Fortress is about “stories”, they’re often individual dramas, and its unofficial “losing is fun” motto reveals that those stories are about decline. The buildup of a typical fort is there to preface the story of its destruction.

Syx is about the growth. Its process, its shape, and how its population and focus and philosophies shift (or refuse to) from what you set out with. That growth feels natural, not a capitalistic delusion of inifinite expansion or mathematical videogame notion of Make Number Go Up; there’s even inflation, which instead of changing prices directly trickles money away over time, encouraging you to spend it, while degradation presses you to sell. Resources are to be used, not hoarded. Using them makes people happier, encouraging more to join, both producing and consuming more, changing the town a little more and restarting the cycle. Instead of doing the same things but with bigger modifiers, it’s rather like Distant Worlds 2, shifting focus and playstyle as you grow from planet to empire, from burg to barony.

Songs Of Syx is a marvel. It delivers the satisfaction of running an effective machine, and the warmth of a living place. It offers escalation and shifting ambitions without wrenching away the parts you were enjoying. A Dwarf Fortress level of control with a The Settlers pressure level, letting you relax and watch your people take care of things without constant intervention. It’s an incredibly PC game that feels like a lost treasure of the Amiga, and despite the many more parallels I could draw, feels entirely different to just about everything.

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