#I think this is an illustration from that werewolf party game

[bread-and-berries]

artist: Alexios Tjoyas

[darkdemeter]

MY SUMMONING

⚤ College student!Wanda Maximoff x GN/Female/Male demon Werewolf!Reader 18+ SMUT, MDNI — (gn/f/m) reader with a dick — monster fucking — female oral receiving — long demon monster tongue can do many things — unprotected p in v sex — some profanity — *cough* laundry mutt!reader — I think that's it? ��� 4.5k Reincarnated love can be a bitch when you're stuffed into an ancient pocket dimension for thousands of years because the peasants reviled and scorned you. How you've yearned to return to her, promising that one day you shall join her side again as her faithful, shadowed acolyte. Now awoken to reunite with your master on the night where her magic is most potent to release you from your prison, you're summoned by her... but not her. No matter. A lover is a lover, and your love is eternally devoted to her. Now to consummate it at long last.

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No. There was no way this is happening. No way! This was all meant to be some stupid little joke… 

Alright, maybe dabbling in the assortments of witchcraft and old leather-bound tomes written in an ancient language wasn’t the best of pranks to pull, but it was Halloween and Wanda wanted to have her own fun tonight. 

She doesn’t have to read the room hard to know she was practically fifth wheeling through her Halloween night. Steve and Peggy, the all-dream couple on campus, while Bucky and Nat were in the beginning prime of their relationship. Yes, both were pretty popular and many people thought their couplings adorable — if not envious of the partner — but Wanda couldn’t help but feel like an outcast all night long. She’s been following them around, attending a party or two, getting up to crazy shenanigans that ought to land them all a night behind bars until bail.

No. Wanda Maximoff, one of the brightest students in her major’s class, likes to dabble in… odd things. Peggy and Nat both knew of this certain attraction of hers, but it had been a rather closely guarded secret until now.

Breaking into the old burnt down chapel off the corner of Main Street, surrounded by the old, white picket fence, hadn’t seemed like a half-bad idea. 

All fun and games until Wanda approached the podium where a dusty casing of leather sat, singed but untouched by the long forgotten fire. The yellowed, toughened skin of parchment paper crackled and rumpled with each turn over, her green eyes almost glowing with renewed fascination. She stopped at the book’s center when something caught her attention. Her eyes slip to widen a little at the sketching of a large, looming form of a wolf creature whose entire head bears only its skull, standing on its hind legs behind the regal figure of a loosely-clad robed woman. The image itself was intimately intoxicating to look upon. Something about it was pulling her to silently read over the daggered calligraphy. The woman’s illustrated body conveys what her drawn features lack; a postured body of contentment. Security. Lustful wanting. 

And the tall creature before her stood proudly. Protectively. Equally wanting and willing. 

The soft pad of her finger runs over the drawing, stroking the blackened detailing of the fur and skull face. Blooming deep in her abandoned, she feels that awakened need that begins to throb between her thighs and forces them to push together quickly, embarrassed with a warm glow in her cheeks. 

While Peggy had urged that she leave the book and its ominous being there alone, she had been outranked by the other three who egged her on.

How could she say no? What harm could come from an obvious prop of the occult? As if a place so holy could harbour anything dangerous. With a cheeky grin, eyes slowly moving back and forth between her friends and the page she read from, she began to read aloud the incantation. 

Before the very collective eyes of four witnesses, the surrounding candles sizzled with rekindled life, a singular flame dancing on each blackened wick before it would throb dimly in their warm arousement. A copied sensation Wanda felt herself able to relate to. 

“Wanda…” Peggy whimpers, unsure. Steve only pulled her closer to him but made no intent in stopping Wanda as she continued to recite the chant. 

The old chapel is awakened with a deadly, hollow breath, howling ominously in a deep and thunderous wind that travels through the marrow of bones and tenses the muscles. The air eagerly lapped and ravished at them, as if tasting them on its non-existent tongue. 

The rattle of the ancient, relic urns chattered on their shelves beneath a baritone of a rumble that became suspiciously familiar to a growl, that of a predatory beast. Wanda’s hair whipped around to almost blinding her vision but she feels like she’s incapable to stop, that whatever force pulled her in the first place has full control over her, that even if she wanted to — and she doesn’t — she couldn’t stop. 

Not until her words and voice enunciate the final lyric of whatever summoning spell she reads. 

“Come hither, loyal acolyte, silhouette and blackened, come back to your vengeful pedestal upon the earth — I beckon you from your voided prison, answer my summoning!”

Behind the knowledge of Wanda’s awareness, the visage of an animal skull formed in a smoky apparition finally pushed her friends to flee.

“Fuck this!” Bucky shouts, pulling Natasha with him until his grip is white knuckled around her wrist. Steve mimics the action and sentiment with Peggy. Each of their screams joined the territorial growls and roars as they ran to the cellar’s exit. 

“Wait—!” Wanda’s hand stretches out, gripping for her friends pleadingly only for the cellar door to boom loudly as the doors slam to a close. 

The air feels cold around her yet so thickly laced, it shrouded her in darkness despite the many candles lit around her. Behind her, tendrils of grappling mist form into spiraling columns that wrap and weave together into a crafting tower, silent with a voice she hears as a mere whisper. Your fur manifests in this realm with a bristled motion and your ears immediately twitch, perking up at each minute breath she utters in her shell-shocked state. 

Your master.

Oh, how long it has been since you last graced her beauty, her powerful aura and taken her into your enveloping hold. For too long she has been away from you. A tiny, coiled rasp akin to a curious, predatory purr emits from the chasm of your large chest. 

Wanda’s voice feels raw, stretched thinly by the grimoire’s spell and her hand delicately moves to pet and stroke it but a figment of lithe, cold clawed fingers beat her to it. 

A gasp hiccups in her throat as her head is tilted back slowly. Her eyes meet glowing balls of flame within the hollow frame of shallow eye sockets. A chiseled and grizzly face of a skull decorated with small cracks and a gaping maw revealing the serrated blades of teeth, moistened with an oily slick from a long, black limb of a tongue. 

No way…

You make the sound of that grinding, off-note purr again, louder to reach her ears. “Milenec…”

Odd as it was to feel an inkling of acknowledgement to the term. It sounds so… endearing. Like she’s heard it before but not in this lifetime. The aspect of a time before her existence here and now is brought into question immediately. 

“Y-you can talk…” she chokes out through a whispered breath, “What are you?”

“Milenec…  it  is  me.” You let her slip from your grasp where she stumbles back, the rise of her heels clobbering against the cellar flooring like loud cracks of thunder. Your body moves unlike any natural thing on this earth. It contorts, twisting and bending in places that shouldn’t. 

You body arcs and crosses over the podium with slinking ease, the wispy nature of your fur bellows in airy streams akin to the warp of fire and your long tail follows you as a trail of smoke; your body pushed and pulled like a magnetic charge between this realm and the next, there are forces at work that attempt to banish you and hold you grounded here. 

“Don’t  you  remember  me?” 

“I don’t understand,” Wanda mutters. With a tilt of your large head that furls your ears with a flop, you speak with a guttural enunciation. “You  freed  me,  Master. For  so  long  I’ve  waited,  trapped  in  the  void. But  you  kept  your  word. You  summoned  me.”

“I-I… that was… that was just a joke, I d-didn’t mean to—”

“But  you  did.” Low and unwavering is your tone, musing to and fro within the fabrication of vocalisation. 

You stalk closer until the bony bridge of your skull bows down to meet her at eye level. “And  now  we  can  finally  be  together…”

“Properly…  consummate  our  love.” 

What?

Wanda stumbles back, nearly caving in on her heel in her blind stun but the shadowy appendage of your tail wraps her and draws her in closer so that her breasts meet the glistening grotesque of your tongue. 

Long and expressive, it explores the exposure of her cleavage, tasting the warm dew of her skin and a thrumming growl rattles in your ribcage like bones being shaken in a hollow encasement. 

With a quivering breath, Wanda sighs, caught in the midst of this awakened desire and her need to get away. “I’m not—Ah… who you think I am…”

Pulling away and bumping the skinless mouth of your face against her cheek, you huff. The tattered, darkened rings hidden deep within the sockets of the skull move like muscled skin. A cursed deformity? 

An indication that you were once something more? 

The visceral shade of glowing amber shines ominously bright like a flame tempered angrily.

“A  reincarn…” The words speak as an echoing drawl that overlaps together. “But  my  Milenec  all  the  same…  my  mate.”

“M-mate?” Wanda stutters and you nod with a low purr. 

Had her dabbling in magic really cost her this time? For all her friend’s pleading to reconsider her less than tame rituals and practices, she truly opened the genie bottle on this one. And that genie happened to be a mystical entity hellbent on her being someone someone it knows. A reincarnate. 

Wanda cannot exactly place it within herself, but there is a certain cadence of allure in your words. Your profession that you and her are meant to be together. She’s felt so lonely as of late after her messy breakup with her ex. Feeling unwanted and pathetically isolated, believing that nobody else wanted her because of her taboo hobbies. 

But to think that this… creature wants her. She feels like it’s a sort of lust yearning to break free of herself. That this is right. That you’re meant to be. 

Your hands move to cradle her jaw, her visage cutely small compared to your hands. Her breath comes in light pants. “May  I…  kiss  you,  Milenec?” 

When Wanda had arrived back at her dorm room, she mostly expected it to be barren of her roommate after what occurred tonight. No doubt staying with Bucky. Her plump lips still reside with this vibrating tension after the kiss you shared. It was exotically powerful, submissively contained despite the ravenous hunger she could all but feel course through your materialised body. 

The grimoire sat on her dresser, a foreboding piece of occult just laid out in the open. You advised her to take it with her.

“It  was  yours.  Take  it.”

From the vessel of her sleeping form, you emerge as the figment moving through the shadows, a tainted mass like water in oil. The native, lesser darkness submits beneath your imposing will, threatened by you. As a wayward spirit now marking your haunting claim to this new territory, you drift around your surroundings under an inquisitive note to investigate. 

Your master is… different. She must be that of a reincarn. The loss of her memories — the loss of you — and in the matter that the world has changed so much since you were last summoned to this realm. Only the telltale sign of your presence leaves your shadow out in the open view, under the protruding light of the moon painted over the wall. 

Before you, your hand muses between the phases of existence, taking care to be gentle when your claw pokes and plucks at a button eye of a stuffed toy of a bear. You recall young village girls who made their comforting friends from old straw, ragged scraps of hemp and linen thread. Witches of the craft also used similar ingredients to create dolls, giving them onto you to then find and slaughter them. Ah, those were the days you were admired as a god. A deity of the dark and the shadows, where your name was uttered on the faint whisper of fear and gasped aloud in seek of repentance. 

Then your beloved summoned you, bound you in the sustained chains of her servanthood, and despite your nature to feel angered because of your entrapment; you admired the raw power she held. Together, you both would be unstoppable. In pledge of your divine protection and loyalty, she would bed you and settle your every carnal desire. She announced her soul yours to take in exchange that you would in turn serve as her faithful acolyte, the fonted source behind her increasing magic. 

A woman after your own heart. No other witch of her time had made such an offering so appealing. Usually they slew a few mortals as a sacrifice or the odd bassinet that cradled a babe surrounded by small, dead birds; all to ask your favour and to surrender a portion of your power to make them powerful.

You’re not sure why these women thought you’d have such need for innocent, infant souls. But you made their treachery pay for their disgusting insinuation. Nor did you ever condone the contracts over the young. A foul entity of the void but one with a consciousness. That was what your true followers came to understand. 

Brought back to the present you stand before the mirror of Wanda’s vanity. Small framed adornments hang by an invisible force that you decree is faulty magic, based on how easily it wanes upon touching it with the graze of a single clawed finger. Your mistress smiles in each one, some with the company of who you presume to be her followers, and others she is alone; in wait for your shadow to loom hazily in the next frame. 

This modern age still confounds you but you will learn it. And with it, you will have all knees bend before your master. You will finally sate one another as you both promised for an eternity. Beside the vanity sits a woven basket. You come completely from the cloak of your phantomhood when the smell hits you. A strong odor exudes from it and you curiously click the lid open. The scent wafts higher, more intense and your core awakens with arousement. You can smell the intensity of her on the used clothes. The nose hole of your skulled face inhales  deeply, sharply with a wheezing crackle. Your tongue laps at the soaking patch of her recent loins, groaning at the way hunger consumes you. 

Your ears rattle with a perked flicker at the piercing chord of Wanda’s softened whine. Your head swerves to peer over your shoulder, a penetrative gaze of two smoldering fires set upon her. How beautiful she looks, the blanket pooled to her stomach, revealing the sculpt of her form, a less than orderly top clinging to her loosely and barely concealing the spill of her breasts. 

As a misted cluster of wavering smoke, you saunter towards her until you stand over her at the side of the bed. Your head cranes on a tilted axis as you examine her closely. Her brows scrunched together, troubled and her body struggles and writhes pathetically, more so as she whines and moans breathlessly under the stir of her slumber. A low rumble vibrates in the chasm of your chest that it echoes deeply. 

Her hips jerk and she lets out another pitiful sound. She’s needy…

She  yearns  for  us…

She’s  ready…

It’s  now  our  time…

With one hand you cup her at the apex between her thighs and she shivers, hips jumping forward into your palming embrace. You growl with a low-edged timbre, desire taking hold of you. You feel the cool dampness soak her panties much like the ones in the basket and her smell… it takes every single sin of yours to remember not to ravish her outright lest you tear her open. 

She continues to move against the wide spread of your hand, rubbing herself on you. Her muscles go rigged with each needy roll of her hips and her throat constricts around her mumbled phrases and wanting sounds. 

She  needs  us…

You intrude two long fingers beneath the thin fabric of her panties, your thumb having sought out her clit. You run along her folds with tantilising motion, teasing. Your master gives a low, sulky moan in turn. Her legs spread further apart to welcome you, accommodate your invading advancements and her breath quickens that her breasts become strained against her top. How you’ll tear it off her in due time. Nothing will keep you apart an longer, nothing else shall hinder you from bearing witness to her naked body pinned beneath you or when she takes her place above you; to spear herself on the throne that is your cock. She will come to remember her manners, her power and then… nothing will remain in your path. You two shall be unstoppable. 

You push the two fingering appendages past her moist folds and she gasps curtly, her spine arching beautifully from the mattress. Finally, she’s embracing that which is long overdue. Your thumb rolls her cli in slowly drawn circles, pressing with a touch of firmness to let her know your toying is an act to please. 

Her name parts through her agape lips and her dark lashes beat with a sleepy flutter, unaware completely to what transpires. 

“Milenec…” you purr. The darkened dart of your tongue slides over the maw of your bony teeth, wishful to savour her taste. You lower yourself at her side, your other hand moves up, caressing the temple of her body until it reaches the nape of her neck. Your jaw cracks and pops, a wiry whisper of breath lashes through the hollow of your throat and your tongue extends further from your mouth. Still fingering her velvety insides until she’s coating you with her arousal, her clit thrumming with a lively pulse, your tongue becomes integrated into the pleasurable mix. 

You grunt and moan with a thousand resounding echoes bouncing back and forth between the walls. You taste the sweetened dew of her skin, its slight tang of salty residue. It slides over the slim plane of her stomach, caressing the creased threshold of her legs right near her navel and then upwards. The damned fabric offends you in your aroused exploration. Your tongue slips beneath its material hem and travels between her breasts, rippling for a moment before tearing the top down its middle. Her nipples become stiff, erected by the sudden chill that riddles her skin with goosebumps. 

Her chorus of moans spurs you on. The inky tendril of your tongue glides over each breast, playful with both nipples until you leave a shiny gloss behind. It has her mewing in a way that makes your cock throb and stand between your legs. The thicker portion of your tongue slides and fondles over the curve of her breasts, its extension moving back down her body following the natural weight of her belly until your tongue prods at her clit. It’s cold to her, she lets out a shivered sigh and a softened mewl of your name. 

Along with your fingers, your tongue divides the lips of her slickened pussy apart, becoming a third instrument that strokes her from within. Her walls are hot around you and it clouds your mind with a clouded lust, her snug walls that are flushed with a velvety feel that’s moistened; a precious cove where she beckons your entreating defilement. You groan with a slurping lap in indulgence to her taste finally on your tongue. Sweetened like a honeyed wine, the taste of a feverish delight. Greedily, you sink your tongue further inside of her. 

She arches her back further and your hand supports her at the backend of her skull as she cries out your name, her breath panting and concealing that of a blissful scream. Her eyes open to the dimly lit world around her, the lamplight having flickered in warning that its lighting will expire soon the moment you laid your hands on her. Terrorised by a series of gasps and hiccuping moans, her hands fist and clench at the chilly spires of your misty fur, just thick enough to grab onto but the fainter portions slip through her hold. 

“Y–Y/n… ah—ahh! My acolyte…”

You give a mused whine at the teetering edge of her voice, a bended inflection as she now balances horribly on the verge of her own orgasm; a heavenly relief. “Right there… please, r–right there!”

Your thumb becomes aggressive on her clit and you pull her to sit up slightly. The widened base of your head forces her legs to remain open no matter how much she clenches them against you, she pulls at the mane of fur around your neck as she begs you. 

With a few more strokes of your fingers and tongue, she cums. Her body trembles violently as she’s taken by the white, hot flush that blinds her for a moment and her juices reward you; allowing you to devour it with gulping eagerness. As a last effort, your fingers work to stretch her walls out and she winces before you withdraw both appendages. 

Her chest extends with each large breath and her eyes drown with a deepened pool of lust, the sparkle of scarlet dancing within them. Her power grows with digesting effort through each powerful exchange of your sexual endeavors. Your tongue retracts slightly back down into the unknown and pitless depths of your gullet and you growl deeply. 

Wanda’s hands become fixed at your shoulders and pull at you, inviting you. With a serpentine movement, your tongue moves slowly over the mound of her clit, eliciting a sharpened gasp from Wanda. Further, it moves up her body again, wrapping as a band around her breasts and squeezing her; a mouse caught in your trap. The thinner flare of your tongue is a wonderful muscle all its own when it balances merely of its own accord before her lips, like a snake risen up for the strike. 

Just from the burning amber of your eyes she understands you want her to taste herself. Her plump lips open weakly and you push the inky, slick covered tip into her mouth. Her tongue moves forward and flicks at the slitted divide of your forked muscle; and your body ripples with an unworldly, loud hum. She will come to understand such an area is akin to the sensitive tip to your weeping cockhead.

Your cock twitches and you move until your widened gate sits between her legs. Her soft, delicate thighs are forced to rest against the strong, muscled limbs of your own, just barely meeting at level with your hips and where her awaiting cunt lines up with your cock. 

You move your tongue as a secondary thrusting muscle. Wnda moans a muffled song around it, her own tongue stroking the underbelly of the blackened length and your hips pitch forward with an eager roll. Your tip notches between the capture of her swollen pissy lips and you push forward.

Her body immediately tenses up and your hands hold tight to her wrists, ensuring her grip that claws at your remains there. You’ve never been opposed to pain mixing with pleasure. 

The pronunciation of your name vibrates through your tongue and you growl. Her walls constrict around you with that hot flushness, fluttering as she eases her body to relax. Your size is one she hasn’t experienced before, not even her ex could compare. You pick up your thrust promptly, shoving your cock in and out, in and out. When you withdraw your tongue, the coiled muscle tightening around her ribcage with each thrust you force to penetrate her deeper, she lets out a sighing moan. Her lashes beat fast and her eyes roll back, lulled by the backward crane of her head that falls back against the pillow. 

“Y-yeah, there, right there…”

“Mmm—mhph, so deep!”

How you’ve waited so long to hear her pleasure all to yourself. It’s intoxicating to be praised by your master and your pace quickens. Your hips snap faster and harder with a harshened force that rocks the bed back and forth with a grinding squeak, the headboard splintering a straight line into the wall from the pounding brunt. 

“Shit, shit— I’m gonna—ah!”

You can hear her deep within the recess of her soul. Her reincarn a physical vessel that harbours your first and only love. Your beloved mate. She sings out to you; summoning you. 

You see her within the blind of a memory, seeing the woman beneath you as you do your master. 

You see two different branches of her soul. 

And the thought that your master in this life has faced so much judgment, that her previous lover left her — not that he would have been around much longer if he’d been in the picture still. 

A new quarry to hunt once your consummation was complete. A prize to bring back to your mate. Her first sacrificial offering you’d present to appease her.

Her legs lock around your sturdy hips to drag you further inside of her, kissing the delicate plush of her cervix that has her keening, her lips parted with deep and loud moans that would disturb the neighbouring dorms for sure. 

“Milenec…,” you rattle with a purring growl, “My  Milenec…  release,  let  go.”

For a second time, Wanda bends to the bliss of her euphoria. Cumming around your cock, her walls hug you tightly and her body trembles again with a feverish tingle. It feels like her insides are boiling but her skin is plagued by the wave of coldness. 

Your ears and back with a sharp howl as your knot swells before erupting with the spurting ropes of your release, listening to the rhythmic and moistened glide of where your bodies lock together now. It’s a sound you want to hear for eternity. 

Your tongue loosens around her bust and slinks back down into your gullet, concealing its impressive length for another time. 

“I feel…” Her words come out as a faded exhale. She’s unable to find the words as she stares up at you, a hand caressing the bony curve of your jaw that pops back into place after hanging so low. 

“Whole.”

No longer will your darling master feel the shaded cloak of neglect and disregard. She will feel what it means to truly be loved. Desired. Worshipped. As your mate she falls under your protection and you will guard her fiercely. You will protect the witch who summoned you all those years ago and you shall forever pledge your service to the witch before you now.

She is one and the same. A lover is a lover even through ages past. Nothing will change the bargain you forged long ago. Not the eyes that spear her to the pyre that burned her in ages old, nor the imprisonment of the void, or even the grades she appears desperate to achieve — though you believe she should turn her studies to that of the grimoire: her true potential.

THANKS FOR READING!

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[utilitycaster]

I think this is the last I have to say about it, certainly not until new episodes air, but the thing about What The Fuck Is Up With That is that it's emblematic of the issues Bells Hells have - and to be honest I suspect always might have - regarding trust. It's a party game. It's a fun way to get surface-level answers. It's an infodump. It's telling not showing. It's not a bad thing, but you don't build trust, actually, by providing every piece of information! In fact, sometimes, it's good to keep your inside thoughts inside! You build trust with other people through your actions: through keeping your word, through proving your ability to do what they expect of you. Perhaps this is a personal experience and not a universal tenet, but people who share everything about themselves right away and people who end up being genuinely reliable and close and trustworthy are often two nearly entirely separate camps.

This also does once again feel like something with an interesting echo within the fandom. Earlier on in the campaign, before the introduction of 4-Sided Dive, I received a lot of questions about whether it would be helpful if we had something like Talks and my response was usually "no, the issue is that I know everything about the backstory and not actually much anyone's motivations; I have a factual list of personal history and I'm looking for a sense of someone's personality." This still comes up occasionally when I talk about Laudna, whose motivations remain hazy much of the time; we have a quite detailed outline of her history but it is missing the only things that actually matter. We know what. We don't know why. Bells Hells knows so much what about each other and they still struggle, even now, with "why".

And when it comes to why, telling people is nice, but it's very easy to lie about motivations. Indeed, that's why Imogen ends up fooled by her mother; she knows what Liliana did but assumed there was a deeper why than there ended up being; that Liliana wasn't simply seduced by the idea that Predathos would free her and Imogen from the burden of their powers but was also working as a force for good within the Vanguard and wouldn't hurt so many people. The revelation that the "why" really was that simple was ultimately why Imogen felt betrayed. Knowing more details about Liliana doesn't help.

Chetney ends up being the illustrative exception here, if that helps. He arrived late to the party. He never played What The Fuck Is Up With That. He even told them what he was there for (looking for Gurge) and lied about the "why" (werewolf reasons) initially. He to this day keeps secrets. But he's open about keeping secrets. That caginess allows him to be one of the party members most people trust on a fundamental level. They don't trust him to be kind, or generous per se; they don't even trust him to not hurt them. But they trust him to not hurt them intentionally, since he's repeatedly shown he will take steps to avoid this. He is cagey and uncooperative during most of the honesty exercise, but when he finally says something, it isn't a judgement - it is an explanation of his own behavior. When he declines to share his deal with Morri, he still reassures them that he did not do anything that would fall to them - and that's honest, and that's what matters, that he made a deal for himself and himself alone. Compare with Orym, who hides even the fact he made the deal, or Ashton a couple days ago, who hid their true plans with the shard. On the surface, Chetney is the one hiding something - but he is honest that he hides things. If Chetney's secret comes out? It won't change the party's understanding of his trustworthiness; it will just change some of the facts. If Orym's comes out or when Ashton's was revealed? That's a huge change in the party's understanding of their motivations.

Honesty in this party has been a game from the start, and as the exercises show, it still mostly is. A panopticon is, unsurprisingly, not a great way to make people trust each other; a little open hiding and actions over words are in order. I don't think that's necessarily a problem, in that I think Bells Hells share, if not a vast overreaching goal, an agreement regarding their pretty significant task. But I think any deeper trust is yet to be actually tested, tried, and forged.

[afatlotofchance]

Oh you like White Wolf games too? What is your favorite line? And of the gamelines you are familiar with, what would you put yourself as in terms of of their inner groups (As in, favorite clan/tribe/kith/etc.). Hopefully this isn't too big an ask, but it's rare to see people who like those games these days, they are rather niche. X)

Ah, the White Wolf games... There is a long history between them and me. I will probably divide this into several posts because I have a lot of things to say. I am surprised you described the White Wolf games as "niche" but maybe that's what they became today?

Because, like everybody else, I discovered them through Vampire: the Masquerade, which was SUCH a big phenomenon in the 90s/2000s. I originally discovered it through a special magazine I had bought in France about vampires in general (it was a teenager magazine) and in it there was an article about live-action, costumed parties of VtM organized in France (you know, these kind of "real-life" gaming parties a bit of a cross between just full roleplaying and who-done-it murder mystery parties, these knd of stuff). It hadn't interested me much at the time, but years later I looked back into vampire role, found the game and became madly fascinated with it. Exploration of vampire, horror lore, dark urban fantasy setting, such bizarre but unique ideas, with this distinctive creepy art? I was all for it!

And then I discovered the full line. But to be fair I never focused much on any other product of the Old World of Darkness, beyond a half-interest for Werewolf, because while I am not a big fan of werewolves, I am a huge fan of evil, corrupt corporations pulled out from the shadow by eldritch monsters.

As for the New World of Darkness, I became fully obsessed and truly mad about Changeling the Lost. I was always a fan of fairy-based things, as in true "fairy" based thing - old fairy folklore, "fae horror", del Toro movies, Brian Froud illustrations, stuff like that. So this game was just MADE for me. And due to my vampire passion I also got into Vampire the Requiem, of course.

Mind you, I never actually played the games, because I never had anyone with whom I could build any actual roleplaying group of any sort. No, what I did rather was DEVOUR the lore of the games. In fact, this is why I became interested in them in the first place: the lore. I am a big fan of roleplaying games who can be read as a worldbuilding exercice, or as just a story on its own, and I basicaly read White Wolf games books like fantasy novels X)

So to answer you, the games I truly know most about are the Vampire games, the old Werewolf game, and the new Changeling game (haven't approached the new Werewolf nor the old Changeling). I also do plan on getting into the Mage games, because I always had a fascination with magic, magic systems, fantasy wizards, sorcery, witches, and the like.

As for the specific types of charactes I'd choose... I will say that in a reblog because I need to think about this a bit

[thenightling]

A list of petty hedge-magicks that work against Dream of The Endless...

Rules, rules, rules...

The Endless are powerful beings but there are laws that govern the universe that they are slaves to obey.  These rules include old magicks.  

Now, the summoning spell, itself, could have easily been brushed off if Morpheus had not been weakened, but once summoned it was certain “Petty hedge-magicks” that held him for over seventy-two-years.  

Morpheus has (at least twice) referred to some of these old spells as “Petty hedge-magicking.”   Hedge-magick usually means low level, weak, or amateurish, spell casting.  Or as I like to say “Something he woefully under-estimates.”

Here are some of the petty hedge-magicks that have worked against Dream of The Endless.

1.   A summoning / binding circle.  In many occult practices a summoning circle can double as a binding circle and whatever you summon within it cannot leave the circle until banished or if the circle is breached.   

Often these sort of circles are based on figures from the key of Solomon.  They can be drawn with things as simple as white chalk. It’s the symbols and the beliefs behind them that matter.  

The pentacle design in the summoning spell in Sandman is very elaborate and full of actual arcane symbols from alchemical sigils and Futhark runes and I think I see Hebrew in there.  It’s a magical hodgepodge.   I won’t go into too much detail about these because some of them are hard for me to see in the illustration even when I enlarge it.

However...

Notice the use of the pentacle at the four points of the circle.  In the Sleep of the Just splash page (issue 1 of The Sandman) I can only see two points but I believe there is a pentacle at the North, South, East, and Western points of the circle.    

The pentacle is NOT Satanic in nature, despite popular misconception.   It is an ancient symbol of elemental magicks.   Each point is an element.  Water, Fire, Earth, air, and spirit at the top.  Water, Fire, Earth, and Air are each associated with a direction.  For example, water is associated with the west.  (Ironic that The Wicked Witch of the West was destroyed with water, isn’t it?) 

The pentacle is a fairly ancient Pagan symbol however it also has had popular use in Christian lore.  

In one folk belief a ring with a pentacle on it was given to King Solomon by the Archangel Michael and this helped enable him to bind djinn or demons.

in Goethe’s Faust Part 1 we find out that a pentacle used as a protection ward over the entrance of Faust’s home can successfully ward against demons.  In German lore the pentacle was once known as the Drudenfuss (The Druid’s foot.)  The demon, Mephistopheles AKA Mephisto, is only able to get in the home because one of the points didn’t quite meet the edge of the circle.  However the pentacle was correct enough that he could not leave until the pentacle was destroyed.  

In the 1941 film The Wolfman the pentacle could be used to ward off the werewolf, prevent the werewolf transformation (when worn by the werewolf), and would appear in a vision to the werewolf on the next victim as a warning.

This carried over into the TV series Dark Shadows, which used the same rules for its own werewolves.   However Dark Shadows preferred to use the unbound pentacle (without the circle around the star).  This carried over to the 1981 film An American werewolf in London where the tavern “The Slaughtered Lamb” was warded against the werewolf with a similar unbound pentacle.   And was possibly drawn in lamb’s blood (More on that later).  

  2.   The crystalline cage.

While the circle holds Morpheus incorporeally, the crystalline cage holds his material aspect (his physical form).  This cage isn’t merely glass though there is an irony to it being glass as glass is made from sand.  Sand that has been transformed into something else.  The Sandman trapped by sand...  Ha!  That must have pissed him off...

Anyway, it’s not purely glass.  It’s leaden quartz crystal.   In folk belief from many parts of the world quartz crystal can absorb and contain magick.  In some lore it can even trap a ghost.   Modern day Wiccans and other Neo Pagans often use quartz crystal in spellcasting.  It’s a common tool in scrying practices.   

That and it is an aspect of sand...   

3.   True name.   Though Dream of The Endless is more of a function than a name, the aspect known as Morpheus is so much a part of his identity that on some level he must perceive it as his true name.  Hence why he hears and answers to it when Rose Walker calls out to him.In folklore if you know a supernatural creature’s true name that’s how you can invoke or banish them.  It’s also why you should never give a fae your full true name.  They can use it to cast magick against you. 

The story of Rumpelstiltskin uses this rule as once the queen knew the imp’s true name she was able to banish him.  

You see it all the time in pop culture such as summoning The Candyman by calling his name five times, or Beetlejuice- you can invoke or banish him by calling his name three times.  Or the old party game of Bloody Mary.   A true name isn’t necessarily the name you were given at birth.  A true name is the name you most heavily associate with yourself.   The Endless supposedly don’t have true names but the aspect of Dream of The Endless that answers to the name Morpheus certainly treats it as his true name.

4.  A circle drawn in the blood of a black lamb.  This one has it’s origins in Exodus.  The passover story.  It was the blood of the lamb that kept the angel of death from entering the Jewish homes so that the angel could claim the first born of every Egyptian family and passover the slave homes.   Because of this there was established lore that the blood could protect against demons and angels.  Lamb’s blood was used in early exorcisms and sometimes as a sacrament in place of sacramental wine.  In the TV show Forever Knight it could even ward against vampires if blessed or with faith behind its power by the person trying to use it as a ward.        

5.   A geas tattoo in the form of the tree of life merged with a dreamcatcher.  As Dream is not of any particular race and represents the dreams of all sentient life, symbols of faith in regard to dreams will work on him (on some level) from all beliefs.      

This one from the 2018 The Dreaming by Simon Spurrier is a combination of the Tree of Life from Kabbalah mysticism combined with a dreamcatcher sacred among Native American / First Nations / Great Plains cultures.   According to popular belief if you hang a dream catcher over the bed it will protect against nightmares.  The nightmares will be caught in the net while good dreams can pass through.  The nightmares burn up in the early morning sunlight.   As Dream of The Endless is the anthropomorphic personification of both dreams and nightmares this ward can successfully bind him.

A geas, by its very nature, is a spell to prevent someone from revealing something, or to force them to say or do something, or in most cases prevent them from saying or doing something in particular.   

In light of how often he has been thwarted with petty hedge-magick, this ultimately leads to the realization that Dream’s true greatest enemy is the master of all hedge-magick, the Arch Hedge-Wizard!

I know that’s a long way to go for a cheesy pun but I couldn’t resist...

[sosobol]

Night of the full moon classes childhood headcanon Part 1

So, I have been playing a lot of Night of the Full Moon (amazing game, please try it) and I saw the Images of the classes in diary, so I decided to make some headcanon for the childhood of Little Red in each class. Anyway, I hope you like it:

 Lady Knight

·         Little Red was trained by her mom since she was able to hold a sword

·         At the beginning this training was more like some bonding time then anything. That been said, since mother, Red and grandma lived so close to a cursed floret, her mom wanted Little Red to know who to defend herself, should the need arise.

·         Then, one day, Red’s Mother disappear and, later, found dead. The church said she died by the hands of the monster on the dark florets. Since this day, Red would train her sword skill every day, to honor her mother memory and to be able to defend her grandma, the only family she had left.

·         In this time line, Red and Jerry (Little Carpenter) meet much like in the illustration from the puzzles: Carpenter helped a wolf cub on the village. Some Jerks kids start bullying him. Red went to the rescue. Jerry ran away before turning into a werewolf in front of everyone.

·         On the next day Red fond Jerry at school and the two became friends

·         Red tried to teach Jerry who to use a sword, but the boy was way to clumsy and didn’t really liked the weapon anyway.

·         That been said, Little Carpenter always admired Red’s skill

 Ranger

·         In this time line the hunter was friends with Reds Mother and Red’s godfather. He taught her how to hunt

·         When she was old enough, she started accompanying the Huntsman and the other hunters of village in their expeditions to the florets (they went there to find meat and leather). At the beginning she didn’t really hunt the big animals, instead she helped then with the equipment.

·         Like the Knight time line her mother died and the church said the monster on the forest killed her

·         On the funeral, all the hunter Little Red knew where there to help comfort her and her grandma

·         Red went to live witch her grandma and start hunting (for real this time) with the hunting party to help bring food to the table

·         Red and Jerry met when she was out with the hunting party.

·         Red got separated from the group and, when she was trying to track then she heard a muffled cry.

·         She went to investigate and founded a boy about her age (Jerry), bruised and lost in the florets

·         (he had just turned into a werewolf for the first time and, when he returned to his human form, he was really stressed and confused)

·         He said he was walking in the forest and was attacked by wolf (with as partially true). Red offer to take him back to the hunters, they would know what to do.

·         Red eventually founded the hunters (how were really worried at this point) and told then who she founded Jerry

·         One of the hunters recognized the boy as the son of the lumberjacks (more on that when I talk about the werewolf) and brought the boy to their (verry concerned) parents

·         Needless to say, both Red and Jerry were grounded (Red for going away from the group and jerry for going to the dark forest)

·         On the next day, Red went to Jerry’s house to see if he was ok (he was fine)

·         From that day the to of them became friends.

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Here it is, part one (I imagen I will do more 7 or 8 parts, one for each 2 classes). I hope you liked and sorry if my spelling is a beat of (English is not my first language). If you never played the game, you can get it for free for cellphone on the app store, but there is also a version on Steam (I think this one you have to buy, but IDK). The cellphone version come with two classes unlocked (Lady Knight and magician). Again, really great game, it is worth a try. Until next time. Be safe, everybody.

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Part 2 (little witch and magician): https://sosobol.tumblr.com/post/632815104239583232/night-of-the-full-moon-classes-childhood-headcanon

[twistednuns]

March 2020

Not having to show up at school before 1pm. Getting Spotify Premium that morning. Having a private dance party in front of the mirror.    

Lena’s new apartment. I envy her garden. But we had a nice afternoon playing board games, eating my salty peanut cookies and going for a walk. Side note: the flower bouquet on the table; full red tulips and freesias with purple accents.

Small books that actually fit into my handbag. I usually have one of these at hand so I can always take a book with me even when I don’t want to bring my backpack.

Sarah Andersen’s comic Fangs. The werewolf is exactly my type…

Strawberries with coconut yoghurt, hemp seeds and cacao nibs.

Astor lip butter in Dewy Plum. Cherry red nails.

Getting Spotify premium. Listening to David Bowie and Frank Zappa (also I just got Zappa’s Baby Snakes T-shirt). Tuning out the noise. Dancing at the bus stop.

These unreal, elevated experiences I keep having. Sometimes it feels a bit like synesthia but mostly it’s quick thinking, associations, a flow of ideas or stream of consciousness. Sinking deep into memories and feelings.

Coming up with a really nice topic for art class (metamorphosis/composite beings). Working on a wooden bowl. Making, creating, sketching.

Motivation and excellent mood on a Monday morning.

When the lady sold me a buttered pretzel for 60ct instead of €1.50.

Actually having some kind of conversation in Spanish! At least Lorena was able to guess what I was trying to say. So proud.

Sunny Saturdays in bed surrounded by books.

A really nice sunset in lilac, yellow, rosy pink and blue shades; making rooftops glow.

New woodworking tools. Working on my large limewood bowl and the tiny bird sculpture.

Meeting Merlin at Pub Quiz for the first time. Bonding over our mutual love for woodworking. Geeking out over my new projects and tools.

Reading a graphic novel about Alexander von Humboldt’s journey through South America. Being fascinated by his report of the 1899 Leonids and the corresponding illustrations.

Nice words: parsimonious, persnickety, askance, obstreperous (the last one courtesy of Frank who is currently rereading Moby Dick; the word evokes a mental image of the Moomin character Little My).

A very Taurean Tuesday: deciding to make the best of a 3,5 hour waiting time. Spontaneously deciding to get a massage. Having a snack from Hofpfisterei across the street. Treating myself to a new headband and perfume oil from &otherstories. Onigiri from the little Japanese store in the street behind Isartor. Meeting Manu at the library. Finding really old volumes of the Brockhaus dictionary. Filming a creepy video at the drugstore, spontaneously deciding to make pancakes. Then he gave me weed and put VR goggles on my head. I played Beat Saber for the first time. Mind blown.

The next day we ended up lying in a nest swing together (at the playground near my house) and I showed him some constellations with Sky Map.

Watching an episode of Sailor Moon with hooker-bassist (an evil nickname for Alex); realising the show isn’t actually half-bad. We watched dozens of clips of our favourite series from our childhood that evening and ate weird candy like Center Shock and those little cookie koalas that are sold in a hexagonal box.

Actually giggling upon waking up just because the smell of sun-dried bedclothes is THAT awesome.

Reading about nihilism. Deciding that this could be my thing. Watching The Big Lebowski because it features a trio of nihilists.

Some plants I had already declared dead are actually budding right now. I already forgot what some of them are so I’m in for a surprise.

A very green apartment in São Paulo.

Blooming flowers in time lapse. Gorgeous.

Related: my Alocasia Dragonscale and the Anthurium Clavinervium keep producing beautiful new leaves and blossoms.

Playing Drawful 2 with the pub quiz gang and Manu. Margit made me realise that I do have in fact a very specific type when it comes to my taste in men when she saw Manu’s photo…

Manu introducing me to Erik. Kitten videos, delivery, happy me.

Making a pub quiz for the others - quarantine edition so we played via Discord. I got really drunk on a leftover bottle of red wine from Lena’s and Christian’s wedding which made the Cards Against Humanity round we played afterwards so much more hilarious. Nice references: The Great Cornholio from Beavis and Butthead. And the original video of the Escape Song (Rupert Holmes looks like a middle school biology teacher).

A very easy recipe for vegan apple cake. I also adapted it to raspberry mango cake. Yum!

Chocolate covered pretzels. I love my snacks sweet AND savoury at the same time.

A spontaneous little yoga mat picnic with Manu on the grass behind the St. Andreas church. We practised the cup song and recorded it but after an hour we were asked to leave by the police. Apparently it isn’t allowed to sit down anymore. Oh but we managed to amuse a little girl who was chasing our soap bubbles.

A very decadent first breakfast course: a skewer with strawberries dipped in milk chocolate. Poking constellations into the styrofoam with the tip of the wooden stick.

[theonyxpath]

Ahoy Matey! Tomorrow, Tuesday the 21st, at 2pm Eastern US time, we’re going live with the Pirates of Pugmire Kickstarter!

So, as you might imagine, we’re pretty busy and excited over here. This is the first major sourcebook for Pugmire and Monarchies of Mau that we’re doing to expand on the lands (waters) outside of the main dog and cat areas, plus it will contain playable Lizard and Bird character info, and a three-part adventure chronicle.

Very much the sort of additions to the first main books that are a load of fun for us to create – and we think to play! – and then you add in PIRATES!, and gunpowder and alchemical weapons, and new classes for the dogs and cats, and treasure chests, and sailing the Acid Sea, and, and, and…

Yarrrr!

The Realm illustration by Gunship Revolution

What I’m saying is, it was a blast to work with Eddy on pulling this all together using his simplified 5e rules, and we hope folks will check it out!

In fact, Eddy recorded design podcast installments all during the process, and combined them into last Friday’s Onyx Pathcast. He goes into our thinking at each step along the way; examining the thinking behind why we went with a Pirate theme for that part of the Realm of Pugmire, how the Birds and Reptiles came to be the uplifted pets for this book rather than say, Mice and Rats, and how an adventure chronicle needs to be designed so it works for beginning and experienced players alike.

As always, you can find that Onyx Pathcast on your favorite podcast venues, as well as on our host, Podbean: https://onyxpathcast.podbean.com/

As we’ve done with our past bunch of Kickstarters, backers will get text sections throughout the KS and be able to have pretty much the full text before the KS is done. This helps us in two ways.

One, having the text done before the KS means the chances of mis-timing the delivery of the project drop really far down – since so many of our previous KS delivery issues were getting the writing done and ready for layout.

Second, this gives backers a chance to see just where we’re going with the book and to pledge accordingly. The raw text isn’t as easy to read as the finished layout, but it is all there. We want folks to pledge to help a project they want to see get into stores, not get stuck with a book they actually don’t like.

V5 Chicago By Night illustration by Ken Meyer, Jr

That’s not the only Realms of Pugmire news either!

Fetch Quest, our family-friendly cooperative card game which Kickstarted last year, is going on sale in PDF and PoD versions on DTRPG and DriveThruCards on Wednesday!

This is timed to coincide with FQ being available in your Friendly Local Gamestores as it hits retail thanks to entering distribution channels via our pals at Studio2. It is one more step to opening up new ways for you to have access to getting our games, so if your local retailer hasn’t ordered a few yet, let them know you’re interested, please!

Speaking of FLGSs, one of the most supportive of Onyx Path‘s efforts these last years has been Noble Knight Games and they are having a huge sale right now that includes a bunch of our books including some of the harder to find 20th Anniversary Deluxes. Check it out here: https://www.nobleknight.com/Role-Playing-Games/Publisher/Onyx-Path-Publishing

While we’re focusing on the Pirates of Pugmire kickstarter right now, we’ve got so many projects coming at you in the next few months, and some surprises we haven’t even talked about yet. In our Monday Meeting today, we were just jumping from game line to game line with releases, Advance PDFs, Backer PDFs, ongoing projects, and getting new creators involved.

We’re putting the last touches on the StoryPath Community Content site for Scion, for example, which doesn’t show up on our project progress report, but which is going to be a pretty great place for any Scion creators waiting to jump in with their ideas for projects.

The Realm illustration by Gunship Revolution

Speaking of Scion, and how to play it – which we were, right? – Matthew, Eddy, and Dixie are going to be broadcasting a Scion Actual Play session via Google Hangouts Wednesday night. The Terrible Trio of Terrificness have been itching for a chance to play together, and this is the start of that event!

We’ll have links later to the play, and it’ll be recorded and probably divided up for YouTube and Pathcast releases, but try and drop in to the Hangout as they play: it should be a blast, and informative if you are still working on how to get started with Scion. Learn along with the gang!

Phew, so much is happening as Summer gets closer and closer, with our:

Many Worlds, One Path!

BLURBS!

KICKSTARTER:

Our Pirates of Pugmire Kickstarter will be starting at 2pm Eastern US time on Tuesday, May 21st!

Pirates of Pugmire is a chronicle sourcebook for both Pugmire and Monarchies of Mau. It’s usable in either game, or as part of a joint experience. Some highlights include: * Two new species for players to enjoy: lizards and birds * Six new callings, including two for dogs and two for cats * Rules for building, sailing, and sinking ships * A trove of new allies, enemies, and treasures * Information on Waterdog Port and Port Matthew * “Going on the Account,” a chronicle of three new adventures, taking characters from 1st through 6th level

You can also hear Eddy discuss the writing and design of Pirates of Pugmire on this week’s Onyx Pathcast podcast on your favorite podcast venues, or here on : https://onyxpathcast.podbean.com/)

ONYX PATH MEDIA

Illustration by Charles Bates

This Friday’s Onyx Pathcast is a special One Year Anniversary Episode with an interview with Rich Thomas, talking about the Pathcast and doing Magic art and featuring questions sent in from our audience: https://onyxpathcast.podbean.com/

And Here’s More Media About Our Worlds:

We have a bumper edition of the Onyx Path News from last week, where Matthew goes in to some of the creative challenges of developing a book like The Contagion Chronicle: https://youtu.be/Nh3st6VqHBE

BIG NEWS – Matthew Dawkins will be running an actual play of Scion 2E for Eddy Webb and Dixie Cochran LIVE on YouTube this Wednesday the 22nd at 21:00 BST! Bookmark this link and watch live: https://youtu.be/uEzgr74CfOE

Matthew also took time to discuss horror in Changeling: The Dreaming, to coincide with the release of the Changeling Player’s Guide: https://youtu.be/5h0ClzX7IKA

There’s a new, exciting actual play here from Fandible! They’re giving They Came from Beneath the Sea! a shot, and we’d love for you to give them some support: http://www.fandible.com/they-came-from-beneath-the-sea-the-things-that-slither-1-of-2/

They Came from Beneath the Sea: The Things That Slither 1 of 2

Occultists Anonymous continue with their excellent actual play of Mage: The Awakening! Episode 15: Pooling Resources -The cabal begins to prepare for the arrival of a potentially aggressive werewolf pack with silver bullets! https://youtu.be/HWc_qMAI98s and Episode 16: Cabal on the Hunt – The cabal reaches out to friendly werewolves of Rescue 1 for information and planning.https://youtu.be/1reH0GDz8DE

Red Moon Roleplaying also continue their superb actual play of Scarred Lands, with the Great Vilhaim Heist! Listen, as the party consisting of two asaathi and a slitherin make their way inside a living citadel: https://www.redmoonroleplaying.com/

The Story Told Podcast have conducted an excellent interview with Eric Minton regarding Exalted 3rd Edition, which we’d love for you to listen to: http://thestorytold.libsyn.com/episode-27-exalted-dragon-blooded-with-eric-minton

Please check any of these out and let us know if you find or produce any actual plays of our games!

ELECTRONIC GAMING:

As we find ways to enable our community to more easily play our games, the Onyx Dice Rolling App is now live! Our dev team has been doing updates since we launched based on the excellent use-case comments by our community, and this thing is both rolling and rocking!

Here’s an update from the App devs:

We’ve been having trouble fixing the android bug that messes up the resolution for newer phones. I think we have a fix for that.  It was also brought up that the store display is wrong on most tablet devices, so that is getting fixed too. That should all be soon!

ON AMAZON AND BARNES & NOBLE:

You can now read our fiction from the comfort and convenience of your Kindle (from Amazon) and Nook (from Barnes & Noble).

If you enjoy these or any other of our books, please help us by writing reviews on the site of the sales venue you bought it from. Reviews really, really help us with getting folks interested in our amazing fiction!

Our selection includes these fiction books:

OUR SALES PARTNERS:

We’re working with Studio2 to get Pugmire out into stores, as well as to individuals through their online store. You can pick up the traditionally printed main book, the Screen, and the official Pugmire dice through our friends there! https://studio2publishing.com/search?q=pugmire

We’ve added Prince’s Gambit to our Studio2 catalog: https://studio2publishing.com/products/prince-s-gambit-card-game

Now, we’ve added Changeling: The Lost 2nd Edition products to Studio2‘s store! See them here: https://studio2publishing.com/collections/all-products/changeling-the-lost

Scarred Lands (Pathfinder) books are also on sale at Studio 2: https://studio2publishing.com/collections/scarred-lands

Looking for our Deluxe or Prestige Edition books? Try this link! http://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/Onyx-Path-Publishing/

And you can now order Pugmire, Monarchies of Mau, Cavaliers of Mars, and Changeling: The Lost 2e! http://www.indiepressrevolution.com/xcart/manufacturers.php?manufacturerid=296

DRIVETHRURPG.COM:

On Sale This Week!

This Wednesday, the Fetch Quest card game for Realms of Pugmire springs forth for sale in PDF and PoD versions on DTRPG, and goes on sale at Studio2 and local retailers!

CONVENTIONS

UK Games Expo: May 31st – June 2nd From the US comes Eddy Webb, Matt McElroy, and Rich Thomas to join with Matthew Dawkins, Steffie de Vann, John Burke, Chris Allen, and Klara Herbol! Gen Con: August 1st – August 4th Save Against Fear: Oct 12-14 GameHoleCon: October 31st – November 3rd We’ll also be back at PAX Unplugged later this year.

And now, the new project status updates!

DEVELOPMENT STATUS FROM FAST EDDY WEBB (projects in bold have changed status since last week):

First Draft (The first phase of a project that is about the work being done by writers, not dev prep)

M20 Victorian Mage (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

Geist2e Fiction Anthology (Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition)

Exalted Essay Collection (Exalted)

Scion: Demigod (Scion 2nd Edition)

Trinity Continuum Jumpstart (Trinity Continuum Core)

Masks of the Mythos (Scion 2nd Edition)

Wraith20 Fiction Anthology (Wraith: The Oblivion 20th Anniversary Edition)

One Foot in the Grave Jumpstart (Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2e)

Dragon-Blooded Novella #2 (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Exigents (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Terra Firma (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)

Titanomachy (Scion 2nd Edition)

Crucible of Legends (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Redlines

Monsters of the Deep (They Came From Beneath the Sea!)

Tales of Aquatic Terror (They Came From Beneath the Sea!)

Scion: Dragon (Scion 2nd Edition)

Kith and Kin (Changeling: The Lost 2e)

Second Draft

Tales of Good Dogs – Pugmire Fiction Anthology (Pugmire)

Dragon-Blooded Novella #1 (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Across the Eight Directions (Exalted 3rd Edition)

TC: Aeon Ready Made Characters (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)

Mummy: The Curse 2nd Edition core rulebook (Mummy: The Curse 2nd Edition)

City of the Towered Tombs (Cavaliers of Mars)

Heroic Land Dwellers (They Came From Beneath the Sea!)

DR:E Threat Guide (Dystopia Rising: Evolution)

DR:E Jumpstart (Dystopia Rising: Evolution)

TC: Aeon Jumpstart (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)

Legendlore core book (Legendlore)

Development

Hunter: the Vigil 2e core (Hunter: the Vigil 2nd Edition)

WoD Ghost Hunters (World of Darkness)

Oak, Ash, and Thorn: Changeling: The Lost 2nd Companion (Changeling: The Lost 2nd)

Night Horrors: Nameless and Accursed (Mage: the Awakening Second Edition)

M20 The Technocracy Reloaded (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

Creatures of the World Bestiary (Scion 2nd Edition)

Heirs to the Shogunate (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Scion Companion: Mysteries of the World (Scion 2nd Edition)

Deviant: The Renegades (Deviant: The Renegades)

Chicago Folio/Dossier (Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition)

Let The Streets Run Red (Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition)

Cults of the Blood Gods (Vampire: The Masquerade 5th Edition)

Manuscript Approval:

Trinity Continuum: Aberrant core (Trinity Continuum: Aberrant)

Pirates of Pugmire (Realms of Pugmire)

Blood Sea: Crimson Abyss for 5e (Scarred Lands)

Memento Mori: the GtSE 2e Companion (Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition)

Editing:

Spilled Blood (Vampire: The Requiem 2nd Edition)

CofD Dark Eras 2 (Chronicles of Darkness)

Distant Worlds (Trinity Continuum: Aeon)

Scion Ready Made Characters (Scion 2nd Edition)

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TODAY’S REASON TO CELEBRATE: 

Going to go with a mixed bag for today, so you can pick through and celebrate, consider, or scorn, the following on this day:

In 1595 – Wallachian boyars and bishops swear fealty to Sigismund Báthory, Prince of Transylvania, on behalf of their prince, Michael the Brave. In 1609 – Shakespeare’s sonnets are first published in London, perhaps illicitly, by the publisher Thomas Thorpe. In 1873 – Levi Strauss and Jacob Davis receive a U.S. patent for blue jeans with copper rivets. Born today in 1936: Anthony Zerbe, one of great American character actors of sniveling villains. In 1949 Dave Thomas, Canadian SCTV comedian, actor, director, producer, and screenwriter. In 1989 Gilda Radner, beloved American actress and comedian (b. 1946) passed away, and in 1996 Jon Pertwee (b. 1919), English actor, who dramatically portrayed the Third Doctor also reversed his last neutron flow polarity.

[britesparc]

Weekend Top Ten #556

Top Ten Couples Costume Ideas for Halloween

Well, it’s that time of the year again! Time to hang up flimsy plastic spiders, Sellotape spooky messages to the door, and spend the GDP of a small Eastern European nation on Haribo and Cadbury’s Heroes. It’s Halloween!

I do love a bit of Halloween, mostly because I like any excuse to dress up. Unfortunately I don’t really get much of an excuse to dress up nowadays. My kids do: they get to do the whole trick-or-treating thing. But I don’t get invited to many Halloween parties, and I always worry that walking around with my kids whilst dressed as one of the weird Nazi demons from American Werewolf in London might feel like it was trying a bit too hard. Or maybe I’m too self-conscious. Who knows?

In my day – by which, I mean, when I was a kid – Halloween was already very popular, but nowhere near what it is now. We’d all dress up, of course, but generally speaking in very cheap vinyl capes and plastic masks, looking like a parade of tiny Draclears. Today’s costumes are much more elaborate and, in many cases, genuinely very good. Kids also, I think, like to put in the effort to make their costumes individual; my eldest is crafting her own Death costume this year (by which I mean the Grim Reaper, not Death of the Endless or anything; she’s not quite got round to Sandman just yet). And often People will want to complain about the Americanisation of Halloween, of us importing what is on some level a colonial interpretation of a pagan holiday. But sod that, it’s cool to dress up, sweets taste nice, and carving pumpkins is fun. But one of the big things that’s happened as time has moved on and, I’d argue, the influence of America has grown, is that it’s more common for people to dress up as stuff that’s not scary.

Halloween was always a ghosts-and-goblins, spooky kind of thing. This is reflected in most media: Halloween specials are creepy and kooky affairs. Films from The Nightmare Before Christmas to Hocus Pocus to Casper to The Addams Family all hew very closely to stereotypical depictions of all things grisly and macabre. But what’s probably the earliest representation of “American Halloween” that I came across also illustrates the desire to just dress up as whatever you want which is becoming more prevalent over here too: I mean, of course, E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial. The famous Halloween scene there has cowboys and Yodas and, well, terrorists in amongst the ghouls and zombies and everything else. All of pop culture, all of human history, is fair game now it seems. And that’s been the biggest import over the last thirty years I’d say; dressing up as something Not Scary.

With this in mind, I present some ideas for those still young enough or cool enough or popular enough or awake enough to be invited to a Halloween party. Ideas that aren’t necessarily scary or creepy or ghoulish. But costumes that would be fun! And what’s even more fun than just plain old dressing up is dressing up in pairs. Matching costumes! How cool is that? I did this once, funnily enough; not for Halloween, though, we were just invited to a costume party. My now-wife and I went as Robin Hood and Maid Marian. I walked through Newcastle town centre in tights. At night. I got cat-called by a bunch of Geordie women. I survived, and despite not having had the opportunity to get dolled up in something ridiculous since, it’s not put me off. I’ve been thinking long and hard about what else it’d be amusing to dress as. Which is what I present to you now! A bunch of suggestions of costumes for couples with a better social life than me. I mean, it’s gotta be more original than Gomez and Morticia, right?

Farmer Hoggett and Babe from Babe: one person wears mutton chops, wellies, and a flat cap; the other, presumably, a pink onesie. The romantic connotations of it are best left unexplored, however. That’ll do, pig.

Max Shreck and the Ice Princess from Batman Returns: whilst they don’t really have that much direct contact in the film, who could resist an excuse to dress up as Christopher Walken, with his crazy hair and lush coats? Meanwhile, the Princess could have a bloodied batarang sticking out of her chest. Now let’s go bring joy to the masses!

Anthony Hopkins’ Corky and Fats the dummy from Magic: look, there has to be some horror here, and what’s creepier than a ventriloquist’s dummy? Channelling pre-Lambs Hopkins, with his dowdy jumpers and dodgy hair, is possibly easier than looking like a terrifying and possibly possessed wooden puppet.

Lord Flashheart and “Bob” from Blackadder II: who wouldn’t want to dress as Rik Mayall? All pelvic thrusts and entendres that are less doubled than halved (I think that’s how it works, right? Anyway, he’s filthy). Bob – aka Kate – is a funny recurring character who blurs gender lines, and this episode ends with her in britches and Flashheart in a dress. Perfect!

Gonzo and Camilla the Chicken from The Muppets: sometimes you have to offer up a proper couple for the romantics among us, and what could be more romantic than a hook-nosed alien-weirdo-whatever and his chicken bride? Just don’t ask if he’s a leg or a breast man.

Cat and the fish-headed lady from Red Dwarf: veering into the realms of the needs-a-bit-of-explanation, one person is Danny John Jules’ Cat – hopefully recognisable – and the other is the mermaid he hooks up with in the episode “Better Than Life”, who’s human on the bottom half and fish on the top half, because that makes more sense. Best not to think too hard about it.

Nanny Plum and the Wise Old Elf from Ben and Holly’s Little Kingdom: couple goals! Pre-school’s favourite bickering pair of old-timers are back, making a triumphant return to my Top Ten lists after, well, ages, basically. No tricks or jokes here, just a dry, sarcastic fairy and an exasperated elf. Try not to make a jelly flood.

Jacques and Mindy from The Simpsons: okay, so this might be getting too niche. Jacques was Marge’s bowling instructor, Mindy worked with Homer at the power plant; both were set up as temptation for our heroes, but – of course – nothing can ever really come between Homer and Marge. So what better, for Halloween, than a couple cosplaying as a pair of adulterous temptresses?

The Tenth Doctor and the Fourteenth Doctor from Doctor Who: spoiler alert? I guess? If you’ve somehow managed to avoid the news being, well, everywhere. All you need is a brown suit and a blue suit and two different pairs of Converse, and you’re good to (I don’t want to) go! What?!

Arcee and Daniel Witwicky from The Transformers: it’s not a list if it’s not got a Transformer somewhere, and short of doing actual couples or, like, Blackrock and Circuit Breaker (Google them), what about this – a romantic couple comprised of a big pink robot lady and the small boy who turns into her head? Actually, y’know what; this one’s too creepy even for me. Maybe stick with Powerglide and Astoria.

[thatonegaytheaterkid]

as you wish doveys! here are some genderfluid books!

Both Can Be True - about a genderfluid teen, Ash, and daniel, who’s not that much in control of his emotions and leads him to rescuing a dog about to he euthanized! they bond over the pup and catch feelings

Mooncakes - i think this one has either genderfluid or nonbinary mc? can’t remember but i liked it ! its about a teenage witch, Nova, who works at her grandmothers’ bookstore (sapphic grandmas, love to see it), and sees her werewolf childhood crush fighting a horse demon. Tam is being pursued by dark forces for the wolves’ magic, and turns to Nova for help ! Nova is hard of hearing and they’re both chinese-american !

Blanca and Roja - two sisters with an ongoing rivalry. their family is cursed so one day a bevy of swans will pull them into the woods and force the sisters to compete in a dangerous game that’ll leave one a swan and the other human. two boys from the town are drawn into the game, and the swan’s magic intertwines with wood’s magic ! genderfluid love interest, latinx MCs, sensory disability and lesbian side characters !

Cinderella Boy - 16 y/o declan caught by his sister wearing her clothes and is afraid of her judgement. she doesn’t care much & dresses him up before dragging declan to a party of the year hosted by the most popular guy in school, declan using a different identity and the two quickly hit it off, only for layla (declan) to run away. back at school the high school embraces a policy of intolerance and the two team up to stand up against it ! genderfluod and bi/pan MCs, queer side characters

I Was Cleopatra- Fictional Memoir about John Rice, an Elizabethan child actor thought to of played many of Shakespeare’s major female roles.

Into The Real - Three Realities and three blumes, three Quinns (which i think are basically just apocalypses.) the first one is following an openly genderqueer Quinn who holds onto their friendship with Lia and the hope there’s somewhere safe in the world. the second one follows them to a conversion camp to ‘sort out’ sexualities, and Quinn wants to find out why presenting female never felt right. the third brume is a warzone, where a male-presenting Quinn leads a resistance against the government, even though the resistance might not even accept Quinn if they knew their truth. Contains abuse !

Magic to Brew - Julie is on a date with her new girlfriend, Selena, when a magician casts a spell on her friend Chet, and they team up with the rest of the magic community to stop the magician from stealing more magic. Julie & Selena are werewolves, n Chet is gender fluid & a centaur ! all of them are POC. tw - bullying, body imagine, mild violence. this is a comic and part of a series! the author is gay, and the illustrator is genderfluid :)

Mala & the Mask of Gold - About Mala and Salem (siblings! mala is genderfluid !) mala finds themselves part of an ancient prophecy as salem needs to decide if he wants to follow his dream become a defender of Zambo after the Deity of Death visits them. they travel to an Isle and find out mythica beasts have come to life, and Mala has to find the Mask of Gold before the dragon Bakunawa devours the moon on the next Lunar Eclipse and destroys the world. coming-of-age novel that explores identity, siblinghood, and Filipinx mythology. Genderfluid MC and trans + queer side characters

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[cursewoodrecap]

Session 4: Heresy

Our cards for this session: The Hunter, The Knight, The Madness, The Heretic.

This week: I took EXCELLENT notes, probably because I was physically incapable of speaking and had to conduct all roleplay via telegram.

Back at Shoshana’s house, we crash for a long rest. Ser Balderich is convinced to take the only bed, because he’s spent the last forty-eight hours in a curse hole. Shoshana is surprised - and a little saddened, in a way - to see that his time in the supernatural darkness has not affected Ser Balderich seemingly at all, unlike her. Beggar Knights are granted strong protection from Rack, the god of suffering and mercy, and likely this is what helped him resist corruption.

Didn’t help him resist breaking his bones, though. He’s gonna stick around in Ovruch to heal and to protect the town. Shoshana warns him that her cats are probably going to stay here and be assholes, and he laughs it off. He’s fought the most terrible monsters known to man - cat-wrangling can be his next adventure! She laughs with him, but warns him that they are affected by the Curse - he may have to put them down, when they get too aggressive to save.

Ser Balderich takes the chance to lay down some wisdom on the young witch: “I’ve seen a lot since I started fighting the Curse. It can turn a man’s hands to claws, it can break his mind, but it cannot make you a monster unless you allow it. I have seen people barely recognizable as humanoid who have the noblest hearts. And I’ve seen men you wouldn’t blink at in the market with the most monstrous hearts of all. Don’t let anyone turn you into something you’re not.”

The man has INCREDIBLE Dad Energy. It’s so potent he almost immediately falls asleep in an armchair in front of the football game.

Meanwhile, Gral rolls a 19 and, in his own words, “wakes up in the morning feelin’ like P. Diddy.” 

Shoshana leaves a letter for Herschel the innkeeper, letting him know “I think she’s alive - I’m going to find her,” and then we get on the road to the town of Holzog, Ser Quentin Morozov’s base of operations.

The party is hustling along the road, being Super Quiet and Awkward because we’re all stoic assholes with secrets (not you, Valeria, you’re an angel and we’re glad you’re here). Then, rapid hoofbeats! Coming along a fork in the road, a company of lightly armored riders bearing the crest of a rook upon their shields thunders past us. Despite our absolutely terrible history rolls, the DM can’t resist telling us that these are Condotierri - mercenaries from Ventallus, known for being highly professional, highly skilled, and deeply cautious about any venture too dangerous to be worth their hire price. They seem to be headed to Holzog as well, just much faster.

Holzog is set in a valley, surrounded by huge craggy hills that the Curse has made dark and foreboding. We know it’s a much bigger town than Ovruch, sustained mostly by fishing on the large lake that butts up against it. There’s a strange smell on the breeze - it’s familiar to Gral, but he can’t quite place it, not with a perception check that low.

Awkward road conversation is made (”SO UH I SEE YOU’RE A LARGE LIZARD PERSON. HOW’S THAT GOING FOR YOU. WHERE YA FROM.”) but Valeria’s explanation of how she’s from Aurentium, the Golden City, the shining example of the post-Aquilian Empire!!! is interrupted by the sight of a big ol’ keep on the horizon, flying a flag with the crest of Holzog. Looks like a watchtower that’s been recently expanded. Soldiers are stopping a caravan of merchants and ushering them inside. We head on over.

A halfling woman in fancier armor than the rest of the soldiers introduces herself as Captain Claudia. “Road’s closed ‘till morning,” she tells us. “The mists are out.”

From the tower’s windows we can see a strange, shimmering purple mist has indeed descended on the town, purple and rippling. The hell is that?!

Captin Claudia says hell if she knows, but baroness’s orders are not to fuck with it, and the valley’s shut down until it’s gone. Usually takes 12 hours or so. Comes out of the lake.” The baroness of Holzog has established this roadhouse for travelers who are stuck. Claudia’s in charge, and she’s not above using her musket or kicking us out into the woods in order to keep the peace. She confirms the Condotierri we saw were hired by the baroness as extra muscle to guard the forts around the town - but they only answer to their captain, and they keep avoiding the rough jobs.

So we’re stuck here for the night. We go chat with the merchants - a Demish furrier shows us the weird cursed furs that are all the rage in fashion right now (this one’s purple! with spines!) and Valeria manages to buy some Fortified Demish Healing Wine off him - for discount price, because you’d hardly sell GOOD wine to these beer-swilling Valdian yokels, and Valeria, being a noble AND a dragonborn, rolls pretty darn well on her snob check. 

There’s a bookseller, too. Clem makes the practical decision of purchasing some journals published by Sturmhearst University about the latest research into the Curse. Valeria gets a beautifully illustrated heroic tale of the Peacock Knight, founder of the Knights Radiant. Shoshana, who has more money in her pocket than she’s had in maybe ever, giddily buys a dramatic Gallish pirate adventure. 

The door slams open, dramatically. “Why, Captain Claudia! I had heard the mists were up in the valley, and I did so hope you would be the one to host us this night!” Two humans stride in. First comes a lean man with a goatee and a big hat with a feather in it, his white leather cape falling over a gleaming sword. Behind him comes a muscular, angry-looking woman, with similar hair and features, lugging a huge lumpy sack and two nasty-looking warhammers. Both prominently wear the symbol of a sword and hammer crossed over a sun - the symbol of the Knights Radiant.

“Ah! Do not fear, huddled citizens of Valdia! You will not need to pass this night in fear of the things that lurk beyond the walls, for the Knights Radiant are here!”

Captain Claudia tells him to can it and go help his sister carry stuff. The gentleman in the majestic hat mourns that sadly, duty keeps us apart, and yet - oh hey, I have an audience.

“Who here would like to hear how my sister and I slew the werewolf of Vanderburg?!” he declares with a flourish to the gawking merchants, and us. “My sister Fiona and were in Vanderburg when we heard the distinctive howl, the locals were terrified of the beast, who had been taking cattle and stalking them for weeks. We laid our trap! Knowing the wolf preferred beautiful long haired women, we obtained a fancy dress! My sister hid in the bushes while I played bait. Then, I drew my silver blade!” It’s all very dramatic. His blade glows as he waves it around dramatically. The descriptions get flowery. The story is very heroic. “So you need not fear anything tonight – oh. There’s already knight-looking people here. Well, you still don’t need to fear anything because I am HERE!”

Thanks, All Might. We continue to awkwardly look like a blatantly obvious adventuring party, which has clearly thrown Mr. Hero off his game a little.

His large, intimidating sister taps him on the shoulder and rapidly motions to him in sign language. “OK fiiiine, I won’t tell the story of how we cleansed the cemetery of ghouls – Fiona, don’t speak for them, I’m working here. Remember, sister, our mission does not end when the beast is slain, but when spirits are lifted!”

The aforementioned Fiona looks at us, pulls out a wineskin, takes a slug of alcohol, and offers it up. Clem identifies it immediately as primo, grade-A trench hooch. Cooked in a dented greathelm, made of spit and armor polish. Clem happily accepts a swig of what most folks would identify as industrial solvent. 

Fiona’s theatrical brother notices Valeria’s new Peacock Knight book and decides to come bother miss – uh, Kyr? Kyr Dragonborn, please allow me to introduce myself, I’m SER FLYNN FAIRGOLD OF THE KNIGHTS RADIANT, DEFENDER OF THE PEOPLE, PROTECTOR OF VALDIA. My lovely sister is SER FIONA FAIRGOLD. She has neglected to take any additional titles. THE HUMBLE. I gave her that one.

”What’s he in town for? “My sister and I are here upon a dangerous quest! A noble seeker of truth tasked us to investigate and retrieve a-” He notices Fiona making a cut-throat gesture. “Yes, we are delivering things to a knight of much renown!”

Us: “Is it Ser Quentin Morozov? Because he’s the guy we’re gonna go bother.”

Flynn: “...Why yes! Ser Morozov is a frequent employer of ours! He dispatches us, his most trusted agents, as far as possible! He knows that the further we travel from him, the more evil we defeat and hopes we raise. Honestly, I usually check in on our uncle while our sister talks to him. While you’re in Holzogh, check out the Greencloak Inn, my uncle runs it-”

Shoshana begins to make conversation about knowing guys who run inns named after wars with elves. (Greencloak being a term for Kevan soldiers.) Gral tries to ask Fiona about her travels, but she just points to her throat, which is covered in thick burn scars. We’re all settling in for a night’s conversation when there’s a banging at the doors, and Captain Claudia shouting “nO DON’T OPEN THE...gates, dammit.”

A group of men pour in, uniformed in rough white clothes bound with chains. They bear a banner with the image of bloody chains, and their leader wears a thin blindfold over scarred eyes and carries a wicked-looking thorned whip.

He intones, “REJOICE, CITIZENS. THE GODS HAVE SPOKEN TO ME. WITHIN THIS FORTRESS LIES ONE DEEPLY TOUCHED BY EVIL. A BEING WHO HAS BOUND THEMSELVES TO THE DARKEST POWERS. THEY LURK AMONG YOU! BUT REJOICE, FOR WE HAVE COME, TO MAKE THEM FACE THE JUSTICE OF THE GODS.”

Shoshana immediately rolls for stealth and dives behind the largest available Clem.

These, we know, are the Penitent Knights: militant devotees of Rack that fanatically slay anyone deemed to be sinful, in order to excise the Curse from among the people. They are...not known for remembering the “mercy” part of their god’s whole shtick. 

“LET THE EVILDOER OR ANY WHO KNOW OF THEM STEP FORTH, THAT WE MAY BE ABOUT OUR HOLY BUSINESS.”

Valeria immediately uses her Divine Sense to detect whether there are, actually, any Fiends among us. Nobody pings the radar, though our wrapped tapestry is a little suspect, but there’s a slight whiff of...something?...from the Fairgolds, who are beginning to look just a little nervous. Especially emanating from Fiona’s back and shoulder?

We all simultaneously remember that Fiona was carrying a huge mysterious sack earlier, like a buff warrior Santa. HMM. The bag’s nowhere to be seen, though - she put it somewhere in the keep while Flynn was telling stories.

Meanwhile, Valeria is not about to put up with these creeps going all Spanish Inquisition on a bunch of innocent merchants, and stands up to reveal her impressive presence. “None here are any sort of fiend!”

“DO YOU SPEAK TRUE, OR ARE YOU A DECEIVER?”

“I’ve taken my oaths, I am no deceiver!” Valeria rolls an excellent persuasion check and looks Very Knightly and Trustworthy. Everyone in the room is on her side. Well, except the captain of the creeps:

“AND YET I KNOW THAT WITHIN THIS FORTRESS A VILE HERETIC RESIDES. MEN! SEARCH THE PLACE FOR SIGNS OF HERESY.“

Valeria: “There’s no need for any of that.”

“I WILL NOT SEE JUSTICE UNDONE.”

“Whatever you’re looking for isn’t here!”

“AND YET I KNOW THAT IT IS. UPON MY AUTHORITY AS AN AGENT OF THE ARCHCLERIC OF RACK, I DEMAND TO SEARCH THIS FACILITY AND DISPENSE THE JUSTICE OF RACK.”

Valeria, also being an agent of Rack’s justice, thinks this guy is full of crap and tells him in no uncertain terms to get lost. Gral, Clem, and both Fairgolds decide to assist by Looming Intimidatingly. They’re very good at it.

“VERY WELL. GOOD PEOPLE, THIS KNIGHT OF THE ROSE HAS DECLARED RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR SAFETY THIS NIGHT. LET ANY EVIL THAT BEFALLS THIS PLACE BE UPON HER HEAD.” With that ominous proclamation, the Knights Penitent shuffle back outside the gates. Captain Claudia wastes absolutely zero time making sure everything is locked and barred.

“Yeah, sorry you had to see that. They creep me right the heck out,” she tells us. Out of sight of the merchants, she motions to us surreptitiously. “But there’s something you should see.”

Flynn: “UM, my dearest Claudia-”

Claudia: “Shut it, Flynn, I think the Knight of the Rose has the right to know.”

As she leads us back towards the dungeon-y part of the keep, she berates Flynn further: “Dammit, Fairgold, I’ve got people here who are my responsibility. If you knew they were following you-”

She takes us back to the keep’s single jail cell. Inside is a battered, emaciated elf, thoroughly bound and gagged, and unconscious to boot. He’s covered in tattoos, and even the idiots among us can tell the symbols are fiendish in nature. Clem recognizes what he is on sight. Back during the Ascension war, there were members of Raspult’s cult - who he gave free reign to do all evil, on the reasoning that once he was king of the gods, he would forgive them for everything and anything done in his name - called the Marked. They would tattoo themselves with sacrificial blood and demonic symbols, mad-eyed cultists able to summon demons by making themselves bleed. The worst part of battling them: wounding them could just as easily summon the demons as if the cultist had done it themself. 

Clem is not best pleased. “Who brought him here?!”

Flynn: “Welllllll...that would be us. See, Ser Morozov sent us to investigate reports of a demon summoner. We found him, slew some of his imps, and my sister Fiona choked him out. We’ve been tasked to bring him back for interrogation; Ser Morozov believes that followers of Raspult may have information on how the Curse came to be.”

Clem, who has seen combat with these bastards, is incensed. “So you brought him here, to a keep full of innocent people? He has an ARSENAL tattooed onto his skin!” Gral, who has not personally fought a Marked, claims he can access memories of those who fought them through the Orcish Allsoul, and that yes, they are absolutely that bad.

“He’s drugged unconscious, it’s one night-”

“If - WHEN - he gets lucky, just once, everyone here could die!”

“Well, we couldn’t let the Penitents get him! If they found him, they’d drag him out in public and whip him until he bleeds to death with their chains!”

We all pause a moment, to contemplate just how Super Absolutely Not Good that scenario would be.

Clem’s still not having it. “So you brought him INSIDE a stronghold filled with civilians? When he gets free, their blood will be on your hands,” she hisses, filled with contempt.

We all agree that even though it’s one night, someone will stand guard. We can’t all fit into the small jail room, so we’ll take shifts. Whoever is on guard will take our magical horn, so they can sound the alarm the second anything happens.

Flynn and Valeria take first watch, and roll just absolutely terrible on all their perception checks. They hear a noise in the other room, and Flynn goes to investigate. Valeria promptly gets clubbed over the head with a blackjack.

Two Penitents have snuck inside and are making a beeline for the now-awake elf in the jail cell. Roll for initiative, everyone, it’s ON.

Clem is woken up by the magic horn and Nat 20′s on initiative out of sheer rage, and everyone else is woken up by Clem’s vehement cussing. The Penitents get some damn good hits in on Flynn and Valeria, but with Clem and Fiona crashing in as extra tanks and Gral and Shoshana sniping spells from behind, neither one makes it into the cell. The bound elf is struggling and making noise, but hasn’t managed to get free or summon anything.

Clem immediately turns on the Fairgolds, punching Flynn in the face and spitting that this is exactly why the Marked should never have been left alive! I told you, and it’s been what, an hour?! Now Clean. Up. Your. MESS.

Fiona signs to her brother that the rest of the Penitent Knights have been sighted outside, waiting for the prisoner. We all know that we can’t let them have him, they’ll release the demons on his skin. Clem argues that we should do now what we should have done two hours ago: kill him immediately.

Clem Valeria, a hint of the Hunt’s corruption in her expression, concurs.

Gral stalks up to the cell, growling at the Marked for his crimes. “Defiler of our ruined lands, we have killed your god and we will kill you too. If you struggle we will kill you faster.” His Words of Terror ability chillingly cows the tattooed elf into submission.

Shoshana quietly asks if this means we’re interrogating the elf, or if we can get on with it already - because, after all, a sorcerer can kill without ever making their target bleed.

Seeing no objection, she uses the rest of her spell slots to repeatedly Chromatic Orb him to death with cold damage. Clem must roll a will save when seeing a humanoid die - albeit super-rapidly - from the elements, but succeeds with a stony glare of contempt toward the cultist.

Once she’s done, she coldly looks back at the rest of the gathered warriors. “See? This,” she says, gesturing to the dead elf, “is why you should just put things like me DOWN, when you have the chance.” She stalks off into the keep.

Clem stares down the Fairgolds and then similarly storms off in a rage, leaving Gral and Valeria to figure out what to do with the bodies. 

Though the tattoos have become inert now that the cultist is dead, the Fairgolds still want to bring the body to Ser Quentin - Speak With Dead can grant the Cursebreakers a limited amount of interrogation, at least. But the Penitents outside aren’t going to leave without proof their quarry is dead. 

Gral sends their leader a Message cantrip: “Inquisitor, you have breached our trust and peace by sending your agents here, but we do not want further conflict. We have the corpse of the fiend you seek.”

They meet the Penitents at the gate and show them the body.  “I apologize for my men, they were…overeager,” says the Inquisitor. Upon seeing the frozen body: “The god’s justice has been done this night. Justice…can be cold. Thank you for seeing it my way. Do you have my men?”

Well, uh, technically, yes? Gral and the fort’s soldiers give them the bodies. The Inquisitor doesn’t even look particularly bothered by his men’s deaths. 

Just as Gral is going back inside the gates, though, he hears something, carried on the mists. A terrible, familiar sound. He immediately dashes inside, calling to Close The Fucking Gates (the guards were already on it, they are barricaded as HECK).

Meanwhile, Valeria tracks down Shoshana, who is curled in a ball in a corner somewhere. She sits down next to her - not quite crowding, but close enough to touch. “That...thing was nothing like you. You know that, right? He chose that, over and over again.”

Shoshana’s not comforted. “Yeah, well, I knew people who wouldn’t have chosen what they did, until the Curse changed ‘em.”

“It doesn’t work like that.”

“You think those were the first cats I ever adopted?” Shoshana asks. “I’ve had to put them down, when they got so fucked up and aggressive that they were just little monsters. Eventually the Curse wins, every time.”

She leans on Valeria’s shoulder. “It’s gonna happen to me eventually. Just...minimize the damage, you know?”

“It doesn’t have to happen. You can choose differently. You’ve been choosing differently.”“

“If I’m lucky. If I keep getting lucky. And...I just want you to know. When the time comes and you have to do it, I’m not mad or anything.”

Clem finds her way to the courtyard and drinks alone all night. 

On those depressing notes, the morning comes! A troop of Condotierri ride by and declare that the mists have cleared. Captain Claudia shooes everyone out of the roadhouse, thanks for coming, safe travels, BUH-BYE. 

We walk with the Fairgolds and make it to Holzog by mid-morning. The Condotierri at the gates give us the hairy eyeball but don’t stop us, probably because we’re with Flynn and Fiona. We head to the old mining office that the Cursebreakers have taken as their headquarters, while Flynn bounces off to arrange rooms at his uncle’s inn and avoid talking to Ser Quentin.

A sly-looking fellow in a long coat, holding a book with an eye on the front, greets us at the door. This is Contractor Darius, a Cursebreaker Knight using the title of a Celestial Warlock of Torme. He has a white bird familiar who we immediately, in reference to a previous campaign, dub Daikon. Darius leads us inside.

Ser Quentin Morozov is a gaunt elf with silver spectacles and a bandolier of knives across his chest, examining a wall of maps covered in pins and strings. “Ah, Fiona,” he says. “Did your brother learn to cast Hold Person?”

She shakes her head.

“Then you have brought me a corpse instead of a prisoner.” His disdain is palpable, but we explain what happened. It takes him a moment to remember who the hell Shoshana is, despite meeting her only a few days ago - he finds the correct journal entry: mild corruption, unlikely to be a threat. Anyway: he’s happy to hear we’ve rescued Ser Balderich (and entirely unsurprised at the other knight’s foolhardiness, and rather intrigued with the gory tapestry we’ve brought him. He’ll certainly have to interview all of us about the Hunt.

Gral inquires about the Mist, implying that he might know something about it. Here’s what the Cursebreakers have: Darius has studied it. It rises out of the lake and seems to spread, wandering irrespective of wind. Living things caught in it get corrupted, maybe with lingering effects. Monsters and beasts seem to roam within it. It originates within the lake, and the fish in the lake have shown signs of corruption. All travel is forbidden when the mist is out, by order of the Baroness - a wise policy, in Ser Quentin’s opinion.

This is unsatisfying to Gral, who anxiously insists he has to have an audience with the Baroness about the Mist.

Meanwhile, Clem inquires with Ser Quentin whether he is familiar with a group of Kevan soldiers known as the Red Hand - she’s a former member. Indeed, he’s worked with them before. One of the more excellent entourages he’s hired. He assures her that he last saw them unharmed, but with a strange twist. 

He had taken them on an expedition to Mornheim, the territory ruled by Ser Balderich’s family, known for its apple orchards and its extensive necropolis. Before the Curse, Mornheim had been famous in that its lands spawned no undead, so many wealthy and noble families would send their dead to be buried there, unbothered by magic. And then the Curse hit, and that streak broke, and now there’s a LOT of undead there due to the extensive burial grounds. 

When Ser Quentin had taken the Red Hand on an expedition to fight the undead in Mornheim and investigate the catacombs, a member of the party had been separated from the group during an ambush. Ser Quentin would have left the young man for dead, but his comrades insisted on going back for him.

“They returned with their companion the next day, but there was something strange about him. He was very secretive around me. Hid things from me – and you must be very good to be able to hide things from me. Shortly afterward, they announced their intention to leave my service. I did have some of them followed. Some of them left Valdia and headed south to the Crownlands or Keva. Others went different directions throughout the Greatwood. I do not have evidence to say yet, but part of my expedition to Mornheim is to figure out what happened. Rather uncharacteristically unprofessional that they didn’t tell me.”

Ser Quentin gives us a monetary reward for saving Ser Balderich and bringing him the tapestry, and asks us to sign on for his expedition to Mornheim to investigate what caused the undead to rise, and what happened to the Red Hand. Clem is, obviously, interested, but Gral is far more interested in the mists.

Ser Quentin pulls some strings and gets Gral his audience with the Baroness. Gral and Valeria go in - Clem’s not interested, and Shoshana is pretty sure they don’t just let peasants in there. Darius escorts them in, to a small audience room in which the Baroness is working. There are guards and clerks and scribes there, doing their work. The Baroness is a beautiful tiefling woman with royal blue skin, pitch-black eyes, and four horns, one set curling forwards and the others pointing back. She wears a royal purple gown and a simple silver circlet as a symbol of office. 

The Baroness Francesca von Holzogh addresses Gral with a posh Ventallan accent. “Is this another entreaty from your Duke to join his forces?”

It is not. Gral instead brings up the mist, and asks her if she is aware of the theory that the Curse has its own agenda. She affirms that Ser Quentin has shared the theory with her. 

“The Curse has not only its own agenda but its own Champions,” says Gral. “I heard the cry of its Champion last night in the mist. We need to talk.”

-fade to black-

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 On Halloween Night

By Althea Bernstein

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There are monsters on every floor,

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That there can be no more.

Out of nowhere comes about four!

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And when they went to town,

The kids said, “You’re costumes rad!”

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thurs: an accidentally long wait in Philly’s bus station, a place that’s all of America’s ugliness and none of her charm, with an overpriced Dunkin cold brew. there’s a girl with a springsteen shirt opposite me but we dont talk. then away on the bus, over the susquehanna river, through baltimore’s freeway nest and a long brick wall painted with letters that spell out ‘this must be the place’, because i cannot escape those five words, it seems, and then into washington where i load my back with bags and walk half an hour in overwhelming heat until every inch of me is wet with sweat. the hostel is not great: a lot of strange stuffy rules, like shoes at the door, and a weird office-cum-living-room where some bored european party teens lounge damply on a leather sofa. my room has no windows, i am the only girl, and it smells like old towels and lynx. a boy from chicago offers me weed. i head straight out again, into the muggy sunset, buy bread from whole foods and walk to the white house, which is much smaller than i expected (until i realise that the capitol and the white house are not the same building, which is an embarrassing discovery), and sit by the washington monument as the light dims. possibly my worst day of travelling so far.

fri: i sleep surprisingly well, though, and in the morning sit and voluntarily eat the chocolate chip pancakes the host cooks us, international travellers clumped round the upstairs breakfast table. he’s funny, i like him. ‘rhino guy!’ he proclaims when a guest walk in, because he is wearing a t shirt illustrated with a cute cartoon baby rhino. ‘i call him rhino guy because look at this t shirt, look at it. isn't it so cute?!’ everyone is laughing. hot hazy sunshine, and 20000 steps around the city, from the capitol down the national mall, scissoring in and out of museums and galleries (the hirshhorn is wonderful, the smithsonian castle tacky, the air/space museum like a boring theme park, the sculpture garden lovely, the museum of american history paradise for this nerd). i take my iced coffee past the ww2 memorial, which is so big you’d think america fought for six years too, down along the water to the lincoln memorial. i’m reading outside when i remember there’s supposed to be storms this afternoon, and then i notice how bruised the sky is behind the memorial, so after paying abe a long glance (thinking of everything i studied this year, in us history class, watching birth of a nation with prof cohen’s race and american film class, watching ford’s young mr lincoln for american music class...) i sit, back against one of the pillars warmed by the day’s sun, and watch the storm roll in all down the mall. a delicious cool scattered breeze and a darkening, and then there’s a mass exodus into the memorial’s innards as rain’s expelled from the sky. the kind of rain that sweeps across large empty spaces like army lines across a field. and forkfuls of lightning (more than once i hear, ‘now if that lightning just moved a little north and west towards the white house, and trump was in...’). i wait for the rain to ease and then i walk in it, to the vietnam memorial where there are groups in ponchos looking for the names of people they knew - it startles me a little, british memorials are so relatively old - and then stand under a tree (in a storm, smart) listening to the live version of the river where springsteen talks about getting his draft notice for vietnam and failing his physical. i was going to go to georgetown but it’s too late and wet now, so i wander foggy bottom instead, relishing the cool air. 

sat: la colombe in a converted warehouse full of washington hipsters (who are distinctly less hip than their brooklyn/philly counterparts) and then the national art gallery (street photography, plath, gilded age portraits, arthur ashe, presidents), and then staggering with my bags from bus stop to station, buying unhealthy snacks. twenty hours on a greyhound from dc to chicago. some are armed with pillows. i eat two bagels and then the rest of the journey is a strange dream. ten hours of broken bus sleep, interrupted by layovers in pittsburgh and cleveland, where i droop against vending machines and stare at nothing. i see radio relay towers and the rock and roll hall of fame, but mostly i sleep, that kind of sleep where some part of you is always aware of how uncomfortable you are. my bones crumble. 

(bus ride notes: Elderly Russian lady and her grandson eating doughnuts in silence Driver in aviators and lipstick Got stopped because of suspected dope on us. Had to wait for state trooper. Guy who complained in baseball hat and boots, very alert looking, stout and bald, highlighting what looks like a religious sermon. Trump alert? Everyone else moaning: 'it's not a big deal' Black lady in fifties going home to Detroit because she's homesick. Plays on the games in the bus station and wins a toy rabbit. she is wearing a white dress. Man feeds another man a bite of his apple. very odd. 'I've been in love with this band since 1979' - non stop talking man behind me on bus chatting up the poor lass next to him, loves rush, ‘i’m talking so much because i don’t want to fall asleep and miss my stop’) small boy at 4am - 'For dinner I eat STEAK! For dessert I eat CAKE! No, I eat ice cream. I eat key lime pie. Key lime pie's my favourite')

sun: sunrise in ohio. sleep. starbucks at 8am in indiana. chicago by 11, and back in my comfort zone of city subway systems. a man offers me assistance with the ticket machine but i’ve figured it out already. i can’t open the door to my airbnb and have to send some embarrassing texts and get a neighbour to let me in, and one of the cats bites me to see if i’m dangerous, but then i’m in and the bed’s soft, the AC cold, the bags dropped. so tired and disorientated by the overnight bus that i do not move for a few hours, and then i walk to the local park, get a coffee, find a cheap supermarket (chicago is by far the cheapest place for food i’ve found in the US so far). in the evening, lie under a patchwork quilt listening to a mexican family party next door and watch (stupidly) to the bone on netflix. worthless trigger.

mon: neighbourhood run, one mile in i trip and take off many layers of flesh from my wrists and elbows, bruise my knees and hips. showering is extremely painful now, as is a denim jacket on bare arms. head to wicker park, get werewolf coffee and then find an aldi - the smell is exactly the same as home and so are the prices, i can finally afford healthy food! - and wander streets as sun dips. the bloomingdale trail, which i take to get back to the el station, is busy with evening runners and cyclists, and in the warm twilight it looks idyllic. in a park people are doing yoga, while on the other side a bmx club squeeze tyres. i could live here, too, is what i’m trying to say. eat a healthy dinner, then undo all that with reeses cups. watch twentieth century women. my room is so comfortably and cosy. i could live here too.

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Amnesiac you certainly are a townie prior to the 3rd evening as soon as you think about what your role was. Professional/wicked the moderator makes use of this credit card to demonstrate should your competitor is lovely or wicked. Around $389,005 usd was heightened by 9,551 backers! Town Of Salem Redeem Codes Free most certainly an favourable adaption because of the mafia and werewolf party level tools, but regretably offers however, the problem because of the determination(s) the game happens to be not exhilarating unless of course you will have exhilarating with friends. Then, every single competitor is available their role, with a volume of talents as well as an allegiance to 1 of three ‘sides’ the townies, who’s key end goal is to reduce all wicked parts, the neutrals, who all their own personal creative goals for instance ‘survive until the conclusion because of the game’ and ‘kill most people who'd oppose you” and also the mafia, who’s key end goal could possibly be to lose the townies. period all sorts of periods within just. So message of notification, must you not like multi competitor level tools then you certainly is not going to use a exhilarating time with Town Of Salem Redeem Codes Free. The voting part has actually inexplicable sounding tunes to make because of the vibe of ‘is this competitor simply being truthful?’ or anything else. 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