<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div><br><br>Aaron Clausen</div><div><br>On 2012-12-19, at 1:09 PM, Aaron Clausen <<a href="mailto:mightymartianca@gmail.com">mightymartianca@gmail.com</a>> wrote:<br><br></div><blockquote type="cite"><div><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>[GM]</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>Vesper remembers the conversation between Sir Prrcyvel and Justin</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>discussing a creature named a Nakron. His knowledge of lore is good</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>enough to know that this creature the woman describes may be a Nakron.</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span></span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>Vesper recalls them to be a foul and demonic race said to be related</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>to the Old Ones, either of a lesser grouping or perhaps their</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>offspring. They were terrors in the ancient wars in the youngest days</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>of Elf and Dwarf on the world known as Palladium; shape-shifters who</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>used their mystical and psionic powers to great effect, often taking</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>on the forms of chieftains and kings that they would slay and take the</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>place of. They were said to have been eradicated from the Megaverse</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>many eons ago. Many races united together to destroy them, for though</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>they are perhaps ageless, they are not indestructible, and may be</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>destroyed by a blade made of the Black Iron of Morbidun.</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span></span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>Vesper and Alex [OOC: assuming Vesper fills Alex in on what they might</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>be facing] also remember that Vesper has a spear point in his</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>possession which was said to be made of "black iron".</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span></span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>The woman waits impatiently while Vesper fills Alex in. Finally she</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>says, greatly exasperated, "Shall I lead you to my son, or will you</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>talk of these things all day?"</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><blockquote type="cite"><span>[/GM]</span><br></blockquote></blockquote><span></span><br><blockquote type="cite"><span>[Vesper]</span><br></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><span>Vesper casts a sense evil spell and looks to the woman and her children</span><br></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><span>briefly especially after recalling that the beast was a shapeshifter.</span><br></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><span></span><br></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><span>"Yes, take us to your son."</span><br></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><span>[/Vesper]</span><br></blockquote><span></span><br><span>[GM]</span><br><span>Vesper senses no evil in the woman.</span><br><span>[/GM]</span><br><span></span><br><blockquote type="cite"><span>[Alex]</span><br></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><span>"We can talk as we walk," Alex responds. "We only have trouble chewing</span><br></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><span>gum and walking at the same time."</span><br></blockquote><blockquote type="cite"><span>[/Alex]</span><br></blockquote><span></span><br><span>[GM]</span><br><span>The woman wipes her eyes, stands up and checks the lantern. "Follow</span><br><span>close to me." she says, and with that she heads back the way she came.</span><br><span></span><br><span>The lamp's effect is positively strange. While spacial dimensions</span><br><span>seemed completely out of whack when Alex and Vesper were watching her</span><br><span>walk towards them, under the influence of the lamps "light", they seem</span><br><span>to be walking in a straight line. The fog seems to part before them,</span><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">[GM]</span></div></blockquote><pre style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-text-size-adjust: none; "><font face="Helvetica"><span style="white-space: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); ">It's hard to survey the camp or the carnage. Off in the distance a number of women are herding children towards what looks like another arch. An old man is furiously trying to start an old jeep as a teenage boy tries to swing a rail gun mounted on the back around to fire at the creature. A woman is crying over a man whose</span></font></pre><blockquote type="cite"><div><span>As Vesper's and Alex's eyes become accustomed, they see a large</span><br><span>encampment. There are perhaps thirty tents, perhaps a dozen vehicles</span><br><span>ranging from a beat up but still very serviceable military transport</span><br><span>down to a couple of motorbikes.</span><br><span></span><br><span>And there is absolute chaos. There are bodies on the ground, some</span><br><span>literally torn asunder. Some of the victims are children. In the midst</span><br><span>of it is a horrifying creature of yellow mottled flesh and tentacles,</span><br><span>yellowish ooze like they had seen back in the sewers all over it and</span><br><span>the ground. A number of men, some badly injured, are firing at it, as</span><br><span>its tentacles whip around and with little effort decapitate one of</span><br><span>them.</span><br><span></span><br><span>It's hard to survey the camp or the carnage. Off in the distance a</span><br><span>number of women are herding children towards what looks like another</span><br><span>arch. An old man is furiously trying to start an old jeep as a teenage</span><br><span>boy tries to swing a rail gun mounted on the back around to fire at</span><br><span>the creature. A woman is crying over a man whose legs look to have</span><br><span>been severed. Over by the stables a man with half his arm missing,</span><br><span>blood still dripping from the stump, is pointing a gun at something</span><br><span>inside the stables.</span><br><span></span><br><span>The sight is so horrifying that even Alex and Vesper, seasoned</span><br><span>adventurers though they be, are momentarily stunned.</span><br><span>[/GM]</span></div></blockquote><br><div><br></div></body></html>