The watcher – now a large menacing cape- reaches out one are as if beaconing with a magnetic pill. As Diana tells the party what Him soul ferrying learned – that Fulbright’s death released something. The cultivated hand that we read about in the lab notes, fed black sand and dream energy. A creature to […]

The chanters really need some clothes…and bodies. Thought about having an intellectual chat with the giant brain thingys, but naaaaw. Charles’ love of fire (where there is nothing to burn other than the bad guys) is let loose much to his glee. Mutu rushes in (like normal), making Charles pause a heartbeat before unleashing yet […]

We came. It drew pictures we didn’t like. We were harsh art critics and painted its ass all over the place. Found the basement. Bad Basement. Chanty, brain balls. Music critics bring the fire. Fireball that is.

We found dead things. Pissed off dead things. Made pissy dead thing(s) go away. Dr. was experimenting with organically grown brains. Obviously because he lost his mind messing with this stuff. Seems the good Dr. was pilfering money from the consortium. Ossoyo through the faceless assassin manipulated the Dr. into doing what they wanted. More […]

30.2 Interrogating the watcher, he claims he was due to us disrupting of black sand trade. “Just business, ya know.” She – the night vixen – not happy. Kiren tried to intimidate him with black sand, but actually only throws a gossamer vial. Not effective other than she knows he feels it, but his shudder […]

27-29 Two boats appear on the docks, with an older woman and a young boy following her carrying everything but the kitchen sink. Diane sends HIM invisible to spy on them before Mutu goes al holy avenger on them. Find out they are “cleaners” to come check on Alberich’s research AND remove all possible ties […]

Frito is a hard page to rip. His spiney self holds it together for a bit, but eventually the party rips him to shreds. Only problem? We didn’t recognize him. Diana thinks hard and suggests the figure might have been Dr. Ritalsin – a very disturbing notion that the quill showed us that “adversary” as […]

Deciding to make sure there wasn’t another way through (its not paranoia if it’s real), the party moves around to the final hallway on the far side of the arena. Kiren sees what looks like a Naga – not real friendly types and hate night hags – carrying a stack of books. According to Mutu […]