Wednesday, December 29, 2021

Gurps: Battle at Shield 10

 



The Sienfest forces have chosen to stand against the Gnoll/goblin horde at Shield 10.
This is a rudimentary earthen wall fort with palisade.  There are a few hundred regular troops and militia, with some balista to hold off the expected horde of a fee thousand. 
Father Wolfgang bolsters the defenses with some minor ditches and oil in the swampy water.
Paladin Beaumont arrives and sets up the Rose company in the hedges of the right flank.
As the first Wargs and gnolls appear from the woodline, Sir Sedelicious and his Knights of Remagen arrive and bolster the center.
Missile fire degrades the first wave of enemy.
A second wave advances, but falters under the precision missile fire of the heroes that target the enemy leadership.   Beaumont's crossbow, Sedelicious triple-warbow, and Wolfgangs "God's Fire" claim enough enemy officers that the Goblin advance stalls.

A new column of goblin warriors advances up the right flank, brandishing candles.  Not sure what trickery this is, Wolfgang summons a rain storm to extinguish them, and molest their archers.

It is noticed that the demon commanders are nowhere to be seen on the field.
It is assumed they are somewhere else with the main force and this assault is a mere distraction. 

Without the demons to produce caution, Beaumont summons the full Holy Battle Aura of Arken and charges the enemy with his Heavy Knights.  The Goblins flee in terror from the sight of the Holy Light, arch angels riding silver steeds with swords shooting from their mouths accompanied by winged angels blasting their battle horns.
Those goblin and gnolls who do not fly from the field feint in despair and are easily dispatched.

Despite a few militia archer casualties from wargs that jumped the ditch, the enemy is thoroughly defeated at little cost.
A Goblin battle chief is captured and interrogated.   It is learned the big demons are some 10 miles to the east at some ancient temple where they are attempting to raise a third Bugbear demon to aid them in conquest.
To do this a mighty warrior must volunteer as a sacrifice to provide a host body.
Wolfgang has heard of this local warlord and it is discussed if he is a willing sacrifice and if there is time to rescue him, or should he just be killed to thwart the summoning.
It is deduced that Dark Lord Fengri is not a righteous man, and most likely seduced by keeping a Hag as an advisor. He has chosen his fate.  He will take the Test of Silver.
Traveling with all speed, the heroes go to the Demon camp on winged beasts provided by God's will.
The Atem scout goes ahead to locate Fengri's tent, while Sedelicious picks a shooting position with his Law Rod of Marduke.  Beaumont blesses the bullet against infidels.
Fengri appears from the tent and begins his walk to the sacrificial altar.
Sedelicious lines up his shot.  Yeenoghu senses something and shouts a warning. Fengri turns to run, but Sedelicious bullet shatters his skull into many pieces.
Fengri has failed the test.

Tuesday, December 28, 2021

Gurps: Jiro and the temple of Hecate

 



Greetings Jirro,


You notice in the streets of Phillippi, the people, mostly the poor and artisans seem particularly jubilant and gather on corners to hear fiery rhetoric decrying a decadent devil worshiping elite. Also apparent is an emblem of an eye with a seven-pointed star making up the Iris is popping up in fresh graffiti, particularly in the poor sectors mostly in red or black.  Recalling darker days under the Sons of the Son, they had a similar symbol that was more like a mouth with seven tentacles called the 'Jaws of the Master. 

The three story temple of Hecate on the Edge of Free Town, is surrounded by a walled garden of about 12 feet high, topped with curling iron sculptures of a spiky rose vine, complete sculpted rose quartz flowers, this extends the wall another three feet.  The wall you think is about 100 feet to the building.  There is a single gate made of heavy thick oak boards, cross banded with ornate iron fittings,  It has not guards, in fact there is a lot of graffiti in Balarian and many Star eyes painted on it, and you guess by the smell that several of the local tavern's customers regularly piss, throw up and defecate on the walls.  You don't think they are popular with the locals.

How would you like to attempt to scout out the Temple of Hecate:

  • Talk or just listen to the Free men of the Local Taverns
  • Scale the wall in a secluded spot
  • Use the High City Wall, which is on a 100 foot cliff and covers the back third of the Temple compound, as a perch to observe inside or even infiltrate
  • Locate a sewer and an attempt entrance through that
  • Monitor the temple for comings and goings
  • Something of entirely your own design :)
You know from what you can see the building has multiple towers, some square, some round, with multiple colored stones, elaborate stained glass windows of abstract design, and many gargoyles in the shape of Vrock, Harpies, and Ghost-like women.  The eyes of which are set with pearls.

The tavern is crowded and very upbeat, with a mix of Huskarls and Philippi Muldanes, so large fair skinned men, with red, blond and sandy brown hair predominant, and definitely a different look then the aristocracy who are smaller olive skinned with black hair.  They do however mostly speak Ballarian and a little bit of Huskarla, and some other language you're not sure of that is local to the Danaka, you think. Talk in the Tavern is general joy that the arrival of the Messiah of Cove, will be arriving with Hir Polito, and they are very excited to welcome him.  They universally despise the Pagan Gods of the Aristocrats, and welcome a new age of Arkhen to the city.  "Let his eye be upon you" Is a common greeting.  They are pleased that 'Demonstrations' are already taking place.

They are welcoming to foreigners and you're soon invited to jam with other musicians, one of which is very good with his lyre and his friend on the pipes.  They appreciate the strange tones you make, and you are poured many drinks.

You learn from the musicians that people particularly hate the Witches of Hecate, but fear them, few who break into their house ever get out, and those that do, tend not to live long, many go mad and are consumed by their dreams.  It is a wicked place.  They hope a Demonstration is made soon of them, and are hopeful; after all there have been three in the city just this past month.  

"Demonstration?" You ask, saying you have heard this term often, but are unsure of what it means.  

Tosh, the Lyre player, a large Huskarl Wood Cutter "That is when the wicked are presented with an Angle 3 nights before a trio of Demons will arrive to Drag them to Hell.  Beating them first to demonstrate God's wroth to an extreme extent, they die nearly mutilated, when the demons burn them and little is left but a husk.  This is what the wicked deserve.  It happened a Whore Mistress who allower her client to abuse children for their pleasure.  A money pinching Brass guild master who would beat his journey men for making mistakes in their craft.  But also killed a notorious gangster on the warf who exploited the small folk fishermen.  The Day of Righteousness are coming... " And they break into song around that theme, singing about the crusade is coming to free all of the North and burn all the false gods down.

Gurps game from July/August

 


To his excellence, the esteemed Burhy Al Quatma,

Cousin, I am writing to inform you that I arrived safely at the Estate of the Hir Stone in good time.  They were most appreciative of your gifts.  The fine spices, of which I used only a small amount on the journey here to make my meals palatable- which I am sure is what you intended, were unlike anything they had ever experienced.  The silver was untouched and I assume will be greatly welcome as the house is small, crowded, and not well provided with comforts.

I must relate the strange customs of this new land.  My first evening in the House of Ama was very eventful.  The first person I encountered was their Doorman, an Easterner named Jiro.  Since I am well educated in his language, we became fast friends. Thanks to your letter of introduction, I was immediately granted an audience with the Masters of the house.  

The Lady Ama and her witch Morgan heard my tale of toiling in the Golem’s workshop in a fugue state for some years until they banished the Djinn and paved the way to my freedom.  They instantly recognized the usefulness of my talents and accepted my offer of servitude to House Stone as repayment for my life-debt.

I seemed to have arrived just prior to some social event.  A gentleman caller of Lady Ama named Slynt arrived for dinner accompanied by some holy warriors of the dead god Arken.

Exhausted by my travel, I retired to my quarters, which were shared and spartan but acceptable in warmth and dryness, which seems in short supply in these lands.  No sooner had I relaxed and been served a bowl of soup, when Jiro appeared, told me my soup was poisoned, and rushed off.  I found this a peculiar way to treat a guest and left my quarters to investigate (and find some un-poisoned fare).  In the entrance hall, the guards of the Holy Warrior were in various states of incapacitation from ingesting the poison soup.  I could hear some heated discussion in the dining hall, but did not understand the language.

Again Jiro appeared, succinctly stated: “We’re under attack.  I am going to flank them.” And disappeared again, which is his custom.

The attackers had the same idea, for the door Jiro headed for opened and a Wild Elf and Lizardman tried to sneak in.  The Lizardman held a jar with some thumb sized creature, which seemed nefarious to me, so I let loose a flash of light that blinded him.  Jiro appeared again from the shadows and entangled the lizard in a chain in a most thorough manner.  He then proceeded to apply the “Death of a thousand cuts” which broke the lizardman’s spirit and he surrendered. 

Not sure what danger the thumb beast was, I apportated it in a rug across the street and deposited it safely behind the wall of an estate across the street.

The fighting in the dining room resolved around the same time.  None of our side had been significantly harmed, and several captives were taken.  I don’t completely understand what went on but it seems to be some sort of labor dispute led by one of Lady Ama’s household staff named Saga.  This kind of rebellion by servants is incomprehensible in our culture.  Curiously, they did not summarily execute the offenders.  I can only assume they are saving them for some long term torture.

The excitement ended, I was finally able to obtain some untainted victuals while the prisoners were interrogated.  The lizard-beast revealed that one of the Hirs of Cove, the Magistrate, would be assassinated this very night by a third party.

It was decided to warn the Magistrate of this after some discussion.  Although there was apparently some trust issues with the magistrate, Lady Ama decided that having the information and not warning him would make her complicit. This is all well and good, for Noblemen should not be murdered in their beds like dogs.  Such actions lead to chaos and anarchy.  If the time comes for us to challenge this noble, we will do so on the field of honor.

Jiro ran the letter across the street and delivered it the Magistrate’s estate.  Despite his emphasis on the urgency of this being about life and death, it turns out later the warning went unheeded.  But I get ahead of the story…

On the way back to House Stone Jiro was delivered a note by Raven.  The writer demanded the return of the Elven and Lizard prisoners and stipulated a meeting by one person at the Golden Mule within the hour.

Aware this could be a trap, or a ruse to empty the house of defenders, I volunteered to be the negotiator, as I had no value as a hostage to the enemy.  Morgan and Jiro shadowed me there.  There was a minor event outside the Golden Mule- a young noble was being accosted by a band of commoners.  He was forced to kill one and then they dispersed.  He then vomited and collapsed, apparently too much drink.  This was no state to leave a gentleman in, so I brought him inside and had him taken to a room to sleep it off.  I paid out of his own pocket, not wanting to embarrass him by making him beholding to a stranger in any fashion.

Inside I made contact with the leader of the Elven attackers, a dark haired woman calling herself Lethold or some such.  I told her that her manners were atrocious and her negotiating skills abysmal.   We held the advantage, so we dictated the terms.  It was she that may send one person to negotiate with us at a place and time of our choosing and convenience.  But preferably tomorrow after 9th candle as we had some previous commitments this evening.  With that I left.

On return to the Manse, Lady Ama had decided the group would go to the bathhouse to intercept the attack on the Magistrate.  Do these people ever sleep?  So there would be no rest for poor Rajun this night.

Lady Ama, her two witches Morgan and Nicole, a leader of the Arken Knights Sidilicious, their manservant Jiro and I went off to the bath house.  Jiro spied a getaway boat outside, indicating the assassins were already inside.  We went in and found the Magistrate in the main hot bath.  The keen eyed Knight spotted some disturbance in the water.  Jiro had gone in ahead and found a woman playing a queer silent pipe.  He managed to grapple her arms with his chain weapon but the pipe fell and shattered on the stone floor.  This left the tool of their assassination attempt, a greater water elemental, suddenly out of control.  It rose from the pool, angry and lashing jets of high speed water in all directions.

Jiro and I grabbed the sorceress and attempted to escape with her, but a blast of water narrowly missed us as we dodged aside.  The bound woman was not so fortunate and tossed against a column which snapped her neck.  If I was not such a gentleman I would perhaps find amusement that the assassin was instead killed by her own creation.  I am not so callous a beast, however, and there was a pang of sadness as I watched her crumpled body slide doll-like to the floor.

The witch Nicole was blasted with a water fist so strong it pushed her into the stone wall.  I feared her dead, although later it was revealed she survived through her magics.

Morgan was a safe distance away and started to prepare the Banishment spell.  Jiro rushed the Holy Symbol of the assassin to her, hoping it might help.

The Arken knight used his “Shining wood” on the elemental but it seemed to have no effect.  The magistrate sobered up enough to participate in his own defense and threw a huge fireball at the beast but this only brought a mere second of relief as it receded into the water to heal.

I was tempted to flee, as I had no offense or defense against such a creature, but I remembered my duty to the Lady Ama, who had shown no fear when she descended into the Djinn’s lair to save me.  Indeed this small woman had run to the magistrate’s side, alone among all these heroes, in attempt to pull him out of the pool.  Using my enchantments, I jumped to her side and advised her I would get her away from the danger.

It was not an instant too soon, as the refortified Elemental, enraged at the magistrate’s attack (as if the beast could be made even more angry or deadly) turned into a tidal wave to pound down on the magistrate’s position.  I leapt to safety with Lady Ama but the wave crashed into the Magistrate and Sir Sedulicious and I feared they were both dead.

There was no time to waste, however.  I heard the plea from Morgan- she needed more Mana to banish the beast.  Once more I leapt to her side and formed a link with her.  “I am at your disposal, Madam”.

The witch Morgan was very skilled, yet it still took every bit of her energy and will to return the beast to the water plane.

The encounter was over.  By miracles, the Magistrate and the knight survived.

One member of the assassin team survived and after a brief chase through the sewers was brought to heel and interrogated.

The assassins were apparently not hired swords but political agents of Philipi?  I admit that current events are not my strong suit, so I left it to others to unravel the intrigue while I finally claimed my well earned rest.  It had been I first day of no small energy expenditure, I tell you, my cousin.

Regards,

Rajul Hadidum


GURPS: Cove Crusade, before the Seige at Shield 10

 Prologue:


Sir Sedelicious and Lord Beaumont sits with the newly installed Lady Lucratia of Bira-Boro, Barones of  the Island of Zlodor, in the Kingdom of Damilon.  Said to have been rescued by Sir Sedelicious and other Paladins of the south from a Lich's Temple Tomb, she is the last wife of BlueBeard and the inheritor of his client kingdom under the White Cloaks. Bluebeard's greed has given her a vast inheritance, on so large that her rescues fear that she lacks forces to defend her realm.  Most of the former guardians are dead, and those that survived were men of dubious virtue, so it is the expeditionary force from Ragadorn, the Company of the Rose, and a Templar Company that defend the rich, but little kingdom.  Father Vonegurt of the Templar has traveled north to see if the conflict between the Sienfest and the White Cloaks might be coming to some sort of cease fire, as there is an envoy from the Archbishop Urban the 2nd, the unrecognized partriarch of the Manichen


They are considering a recent betrayal, a scribe within the treasury thought loyal smuggled out ledgers that reveal BlueBeards true wealth of hundreds of thousands of Silver Pieces.  Evidence that while he paid the White Cloaks well, his powers of extraction and accumulation were superior.  His agricultural resources were rich and well managed; the forestry bounty from rare herbs, alchemy ingredients, to furs, and valuable hardwood as well as rich fruit vineyards and fat pig farms.  What was not as well understood was the systematic looting of Kurgan Mounds, raids against the Carrins most of whom had signed treaties after the White Cloak’s victory or who had never been in conflict previously were ruthlessly pillaged with special efforts to capture as many as possible. The Beast Men of Yodor and Red Forest tribesmen were sold to the slavers at High Point today though contacts in Sienfest including the Dark Lord Fengri a belligerent of the White Cloaks and self righteous Pagan Lord of the Danaka. 

These Ledgers taken by Eustace Scrubsen were delivered to Master Thulsa Doom, a heroic leader of the Order.  They have not herd word yet of his reaction to news that Lucretia is sitting on a 400,000 silver piece horse.

Things just got more complicated when word from the Children of the Feathered Serpant reaches you that a horde of non-Humans were spotted in the Mountains Swamps to North East.  This was of concern in and of itself but what was worse is that it seems to be a mix of Gnolls and Goblins, two groups known for mutual enmity but now seem to be cooperating and travel under two banners The Black Flail if Yeenoghu and the Blood Axe of Maglubiyet!

L'wanzi, Murmidon of the Black Guard had assumed spider form suspended from a twig, ready to use his abilities to fly upon the currents away from the Demon Prince.


 


Yeenoghu had proved a diligent tracker, Wolfgang of the Templar and Valius of the Wotonic Knights had failed to lead him and the 300 Gnolls that traveled with him away from their fleeing forces and the even slower and mor vulnerable civilians.  Now they had one last option. The White Tower Wizard named Lena had created an illusionary copy of trees to hide in.  The plan was simples,  they would runout and provoke him then as they are running, they would pass the illusionary trees and she would generate their likeness and they could leap under the illusion’s shell.  He would be chasing a phantom far away. It might worked…

First the Demon Prince moved as fast as the swiftness of a cavalry horse, a move of 16 per round.  Then pausing near the illusionary stand of trees that the other’s sheltered under he halted, pulled out a sling and sent there massive flaming stone missiles which all hit with terrifying accuracy dodging past trees and exploding in smoke, fragments and fire.  He then paused sniffed and looked about.

Lena was scry guarded, had cast the spell of No smell and had a perfect illusionary cope of tree; this did not save her from his strike.  His three headed flail could strike at 10-hexes and for a moment she became no more no more than an exploding sack of flesh and shattered bone, but instead she lost her Blessing as 8D+10 crushing hit her.  Seeing the miracle of Arkhen dissipate she decided to flee. Cannon Valius, a faithful captain of the order the White Monks and pledged to Master Scaramander of the Martial Wing drew his gleaming silvered greatsword bained against demon kind and called the Demon Prince out for being a coward in the face of Three River druids and pagan rabble.

Yeenoghu started attacking Valius whipping the massive flail around like a bull whip, and the White Cloak champion dodged and told Wolfgang and Lena to flee.  She was gone throwing on every spell she knew to keep moving.   Father Vonnegut paused, but Valius reminded him that both of them need not die.  Reluctantly the Templar Grand Knight fled as well. 

The demon struck is three headed Flail three times, great gouts of earth up rooted with each shot. Valius had danced at 30 feet toying with him as the flail’s incredible range attacked him nine times.  It could not last and closing time with the enemy was inevitable. He rightly reasoned at one hex the flail could not strike him and he was right.  But by then the two score of Hunter Gnolls who’d been shadowing their god got within range, and at 100 hexe started to let loose well aimed arrows into the fray, they carried not if their leader was hit, aside from his incredibly tough hide, he wore some form of missile shield and arrows simply flicked off him.

Valius closed with the Demon Prince, vowing to get a piece of him. The demon was no lumbering monster, but was quick and agile, leaping out of the ways of several well aimed blows, and striking back at him with a hatchet the size of an executioner's great ax.  But Valius has taken his measure, he had fought a Dragon with the similar size and arrogance, he made a quick fein the to eyes, but then brought his bained blade down and spil open the monster's knee cap, and the Demon Prince howled in pain and started to limp.  Valius prayed to Arkhen that perhaps he might flee or maybe even finnish off the monster?  Realizing that it was time to let prudence govern his ways he turned to run, when an arrow struck him in the ankle shattering through his solerette.  He too was crippled, and so turned to face his opponent, sword at the ready. The Demon Prince laughed a Hyenna's Cackle with the great throat and lungs of a Polar Bear, and he did not strike with Flail or Axe, but instead leapt upon the Warrior for a close quarter grapple taking the impaling blade through his vitals as he did.  The demonic creature howled in pain but also in glee, for such wounds he had suffered a thousand times before and they daunted him not at all. Grabbing Valius by the great helm he wrenched off the helmet while the warrior futility stabbed in vain with a sharp dirk, doing no more than a mosquito's prick.  The Helmet cruelly ripped from the warrior's head, exposing his determined face as the Demon Prince Yeenoghu bit his head clean off.

Seeing his death I began to depart, the Demon Prince cackling his triumph, he tossed the body to his minions and Valius was torn to pieces and consumed.  Yeenoghu did not pursue however, but limped from the field back to camp at a mere six hexes per round.


 
The defenses at Shield 10.



Tuesday, December 21, 2021

A3 we go

 Gurps adventure based on this:

Hir Ama came to High Point, Isle of the slave Lords, with her trusty company of Morgan, Cole, Jiro and Raj.  Escorted by Legatus Sulla and his Praetorian Guard and accompanied by the new aquintance of Bishop Urban, a mysterious Arken offshoot who had his own agenda to free all the slaves.
After swearing an oath to let Urban lead the negotiations,  they left the docks and slums and headed into the Slave City proper to meet with the slave lords in their Arena.
The slave lords awaiting them were a large warrior, an Arken priest, a mage, and 2 Moorish types.
Negotiations were to be short , as the warrior, Francis, insulted Ama, claimed he would sell her as a slave and kill her companions.  A bomb exploded on Sullas ship..
The inevitable "sequence " resulted.
Cole charged forward summoning "ancestral rage" and almost cut Francis head off.
The rest of the party was caught in a Glue trap, assailed by a "mass mind trap", peppered by goblin poison gas and muskets.  Jiro was shot in the back by poison darts and killed.
Ogre Magi used cones of cold that brought Ama and Morgan to the edge of death..  things looked Grim, and then,, all were back at the docks with Urban, taking the oath.
Forewarned,  the group thwarted the bombing of Sullas ship.  The party did not enter the city.  Sull seemed determined to go to the Slave market, and suspected ensorcelment,  Raj accompanied him, and convinced him his "duty" was completed and they returned to the ship.
A decision was faced to "fight or flight" and the later was chosen.

Sulla set off to Philippi.   Urban to Sienfest.  The Sea Ghost evaded two Caravelle that seemed to be seeking Ama.
Doubling back to the Slave hold, Morgan kept Ama scryguarded while Jiro snuck into the city to make contact with rebel sympathizers.   The half Krall innkeeper gave info on the slavery, island and Amas people.
Next Cole, Raj and Jiro went to the Dragons Temple and talked to the wretched Tender.  It revealed the island used to belong to a Dragon,  but it is kept at bay by its child being held hostage by the Slave Lords.  The Dragon baby was held somewhere in the heavily trapped sewers, vestiges of an ancient city below (including wind tunnels)
Jiro learned that one of the Slave Lords frequently used a brothel and supposed he might "spectate" on people in the sewers like some kind of Squid Game.
The trio went to the brothel,  and while Cole sacrificed his virtue to the Madame as a distraction,  jiro and Raj searched Tariqs room.
Although no sewer entry was found, a viewing device was recovered.
It revealed several areas of the sewer, including the dragons prison. 
A long sewer pass out to Drachon Keep was found.
A suitable landing beach for the Sea Ghost was located nearby.
The work has been cut out for next time.








Sunday, November 21, 2021

Gurps: Bust a Deal- Face the Wheel and The Princess Bride

 Lars Boheme may have set Tatiana Mendhik up for kidnapping unwittingly, but the forces that kidnapped her, were not without whit, and while the effort to save her has not paid off as of yet.  The generous offers of tens of thousands of silver offered to various Crusaders to the House of Stone, have yet to produce either the Princess Tatiana, nor her kidnappers.


The Ramagen Forces under Sir Sedelicious of the Ramagen Winged Hussars, nor the Mercenary Company of the Rose of Arkhen led by Lord Beaumont of Somme, both journeyed to Damilon where she was suspected to have been taken to the large frontier town of Zlotoryja, ruled by the Wotonic Monk covert, Baron Fernis 'BlueBeard' Auslaw.  They met up with a Templar order presentative, the Grand Knight Father Wolfgang Vonegurt, there to help provide a guiding hand to the Northern Crusade.  A Master of the Wotonic Order, the Summa Marshal Wisimar Scanamander.  With a combined force of over 200 battle hardened warriors they traveled up the Damilon River to the last bastion of Arkhen Civilization and the borders of the Infamous Red Forest.

The ruler, Baron Auslaw, was thought of well by the Order, a local noble of Duranese heritage who had shown himself a loyal member of the new order by naming several traitors of the corrupt old regime and always paying his tithe on time.  He didn’t mind taking the strict bonds of chastity having been widowed four times he said he was content to rule justly in Arkhen’s name. He was a loyal but reclusive Allie.

As they came up to this last bastion of sanity, they herd the clash of arms, cries of women and children, the roars of wild animals, and saw the blazes of a burning city reflected in the sky, they knew before passing around the bend that the city was in mortal peril.




As the docks of the island came into view they saw town folk running towards boats on the dock, a pitiful number of Militia attempting to fend off packs of dire wolves, and many more dire badgers(?!).  The heroes recognized that docking their large vessel’s would take way too long and took smaller launches with a couple picked men.  As they got closer their realized that the assailants were not natural animals but some form of Barbaric Carrin tribesmen who could straddle the line between man and beast.  They would shift form to communicate or when proper hands were needed, but in battle assumed the form of full on beast.

These beast men were quick, but fur is not chain or plate, and claws and teeth cannot match steel swords. They slew many Beast Men, and the Marshall Demonstrated his Metatron power and commanded them to flee into a fast running river. Their Great Dire Gator witch leader and Giant Cat Father were no match for the Heroes. The Witch Fled, and their War Chief captured by Beaumont’s expert shot with a trick arrow.

But this was not the only threat they faced.  Looters and Brigands had taken advantage of the situation, but they did not even have the courage of the Beast Men and soon folded, many surrendering after a few examples of the futility of a fight.  The third challengers fought with more rigor, a fanatic group of barbarian Carrins decorated in human and animal bone armor called the Reborn, members of the Dog’s Howl, had cornered a group of young women, but as they clustered at the Statue of St. Brigid, a local Saint of the Manichean branch of Arkhen, worshipped exclusively on the Island of Whight, a purple mist befuddled and kept them at bay.  They were caught more or less unaware and when their leaders fell, the rest surrendered or fled.  Few got away.

They learned from the women of the St. Brigid’s Square, who were apparently some 'coven of midwife monks', and insisted they were not Nuns. Clearly some kind of heresy that Marshall Scaramander must sort out at a later date. But they spoke of a terrible curse that had taken hold of the Castle and they feared the Blue Beard and his men had been subsumed.  The castle is where this terrible curse originated from.  A statue of the Baron blocked the bridge to his Castle, a strange blue flame on his head that cast terrible bolts of lightning to all those who attempted passing.  They knew of one woman who could help…Thelma the Pure, a self declared Wotonic Monk of the White Cloaks, she travels the borderlands destroying undead and malicious Carrin heathen cults that are harm the innocent, along with her friend the a Bishop named Father Andros of the Sienfest.  They understood this curse the best, and she was going to deal with it, but terrible monsters attacked people in the poor quarter, strange lizard chickens with a toxic breath that turned people to stone... these were the Cockatrice, and they were numerous and led by the dreaded Spirit Rooster.



They journeyed next into the poor quarter where there was an ominous clucking echoing
 around every bend, and people half petrified, some dead, some dying for the petrification was not perfect, so they were mutilated and partially fleshy horrors mixed with stones.  One home where the foul Cockatrices were particularly interested had a busted door, but a barrier of White Powder holding the demonic creatures at bay.  The birds attacked the party, and they discovered that the toxic clouds could be resisted, and their love Arkhen would aid them.  Still the creatures were a fearsome order of fowl, and the great Spirit Rooster came close to badly injuring several crusaders, but in the end the heros swept them aside.  

In the house was Thelma the Pure, who Scaramander remembered fondly, but had not realized that she had lived through the test of the Leap of Faith. She was still a devoted member of the order, despite taking up the sword, which is forbiden to the softer sex.  But it appears that God had other plans for her.  She explained that the Baron Fenris 'Blue Beard' Auslaw, had a terrible habit of murdering his wives when they got to close to him, he felt vulnerable so he put them on meat hooks in a secret chamber under his grand hall of his Tower Bira-Boro. He had done this to six wives, but his seventh wife Lucretia was approached by her Lady in Waiting, Danzanig, who was a Witch from the Feathered Children.  She was shown the horrors of what had befallen the previous wives, she agreed to summon a terrible curse from the Rampoola using a Clay head of Blue Beard.  She would take vengeance on not just Blue Beard, but all of his realm for their many pass sins against the people of the Red Forest, for his people were deforesting the trees, murdering all the game, and killing looting all the Carrin settlements, selling the prisoners to slave traders of Cove.   

She switched places with a Vampire Priestess D'Scorpia, summoned by the Carrin Nation known as the Feathered Children. A Carrin Religious Matriarchy built around the Worship of a Dragon Known as the Rainbow Serpent.  They had a secret city in the Mountains but had avoided conflicts with the Monks, and it was unclear why they were involved now. The answer was likely to be found in Bira-Boro.

Thelma extinguished the Blue flame, as the spirit would not harm a righteous woman, and the fire could be doused with Essential Water (Holy Water).  Breaking into the castle they found the men at arms and other servants massacred apparently by each other, as if in a bloody berserk frenzy.  Danazig greeted them in the Great Halll of Bira-Boro, and she explained that the exploitation and extermination of the Carrins of the Red Forest justified their extreme measures, but they did not hold the Ramagen or Templar at any issue, and those of Cove exploited the situation but had not instigated it.  But even these transgressions against the people of the Rd Forest were not enough for them to make war against the Wotonic Monks, they did this as part of an obligation to assist their god, the Rainbow Serpent from which all life in their valley flowed.  

Her egg had been stollen by the Goblym Demon Prince Maglubiyet who demanded a High Elf Princess as ransom as he was owed Theo promise as payment from the Forgotten War.  They had originally sent Golden Bird, a Princess of the Sylvan who had been staying with them, but the Demon Prince killed her and his high priest danced in her skin to mock them and demand a High Elf bride.  Wood Elves were not good enough. Shadow Watch said they could obtain a High Elf Princess but they would need to reap vengeance on behalf of the Red Forest people who had seen some 5,000 taken as slaves (sold to Cove) and another 2,000 dead from fighting the Monks.  So the various High Priestess, the Five Sisters, summoned the ancient Vampire Priestess D'Scorpia, who in turn could channel the Rampoola, and bring the vengeance of women down on Blue Beard and his followers. The Mark of her Curse led others like the Beast Men, the Reborn, and even Mixed Men deserters now bandits to descend upon Zlotoriya.

Then Blue Beard and a few of his remaining retainers confronted the party and took Danazig hostage.  She was strangely calm and in control and although initially he was belligerent, the soothing words of Marshall Scanamander soon had him far calmer and he realized that his best chances lay with the Crusaders his life and possibly hos position salvaged. He still held her at Knife point but he stepped on to their side.  

The Crusaders then asked about the Princess Tatiana and what role she played in all this at the Castle?  She had only passed through here brought to them by the Shadow Watch Crow Riders.  The Crow Riders had taken her along with Lucretia to the place where the Five Sisters intended to meet with Magyubiyet.  Blue Beard was angry at betraying of their marriage and the summoning of demons and said she too belongs with Demon Prince and damns her soul.  Danazig reminded him that he was a dead man.

It was at this point that The false Lucretia emerged the ghostly wraith of the Rampoola floating behind her, Blue Beard’s men paralyzed with fear.

Danazig said to the Crusaders that a deal might still be reached, but Blue Beard was definitely forfeit.  She might help them betray Magyubiyet, after all their deal with him was under duress and perhaps he can be fooled, ambushed and over powered with an alliance.  The Crusaders started to warm to this idea, but Blue Beard was a spiteful man, he drove his dagger into the heart of Danazig killing her instantly.  Father Vonigut quickly caved in Blue Beard’s head. Too little too late.  The envoy of the Five Sisters was dead.

D'Scorpia broke form of Lucretia to reveal herself and the Rampoola summoned through a portal in the floor the six dead wives of Blur Beard,  some ghostly and banshee in appearance, others skeletal warriors but still carrying their babies. These seven moved forward to wreak now random havoc as their guide was gone.

Thelma the Pure urged the Crusaders to run, as their power only extends to the Fortress Tower of Bira-Boro…
Thelma - "The spirits might have had closure if they had completed their 'arch', whatever that was, likely that Danazig might have known, or possibly BlueBeard, according to Bishop Andros, who has dealt with this before, many times they seek an acknowledgement of the wrong before death and they are plagued by nightmares, this is why he was still alive, he was probably holding out, but now that is impossible.  The only thing we can do now to put them at rest would be to find their bodies and use a funeral rite to put each soul at rest.  That is all I can think of..."  (Indeed others with Theology, Occult, and Thamotology agree.that this is likely the best solution. The portal that they came from where the floor vanished is gone.

Tatiana was tracked to the lair of "---".
Sir Sedelicious,  Father Wolfgang and Paladin Beaumont entered the temple.
After a frustrating round of pleasuring a Pagan Statue, the encountered a Two headed giant and his pet Deathclaw "Doggie".


Barely able to kill the Death Deathclaw, they convinced the giant he could save it if he acted quickly.





The open market of the Underdark.
A switch is proposed with the Goblin mistress of the Goblin Demon Lord.

Bodies are swapped with Princess Tatiana.

Tatiana is brought to the mud people and re- designed into her old body.   The Feathered Serpent folk get their Dragon Egg back.

Wednesday, November 3, 2021

Saturday, October 23, 2021

Some more pix of 21HomeCon

 


Fallout playtest.  2 Minutemen vs 2 scavengers vying for a supply cache.
Codsworth and Dog vs a mutant hound
Dan F's squad disembark from Huey in a Vietnam game
Under the watchful eyes of NVA
Dan R's squad runs head on into NVA rushing to the LZ
Serpent Men courtesy of Howard
The Wight Democratos proves unhelpful 
The Locust Demon
The party attempts to seal it back in
More Tlingits

The last battle in Egyptostan.
Colonial auxiliaries defend the fort
Tribesmen mass and attack

Lancers countercharge the tribals
Tribals blow the gate up (and several of themselves)




 


10mm Marlborough man

 Testing out Howard's new game for 1700s Era. Grid based.  10mm figures.