For those that don't know, Hellfrost is a TripleAce product officially endorsed as a Savage Worlds supplement. It's very, VERY fantasy, which is a change for me.
JR decided to do something a little different for determining the "get the group together" and sent us fun little emails, each personalized to our individual characters. Here's mine, with a little flavor thrown in.
You have been in New Asper long enough not to get in trouble. This is a good start. Many new faces, some of them handsome enough to linger on for a few minutes, at least.
New Asper isn't the most amazing city, from what you hear, but it's a solid place, and a good sized one at that.
For some reason your eyes are drawn to a large house on the street, with a few alleyways on it's sides. You wonder for a moment what the place might be, and who might live there, when you feel that someone is behind you.
As you turn around, you find a man that you can see through. If you didn't know better, you would think this might be a ghost. Is it a ghost?
"Tyco. You flirt with trouble and with adventure. I have a mate for your curiosity. Follow me."
The man is clothes in rotted clothes and has sunken eyes, but appears to have once been a handsome Saxa man. His neck, wrists, and waist is encircled in etherial chains, and he moves through you . . . so cold . . . and heads to the house.
You know you shouldn't, but you follow, and after winding around a hallway or two, you see flickering lights. In the room you find a circle of braziers, burning incense, and the room has other inhabitants, just now working their way out of the corners.
In the middle of the room is a word, apparently written in something that looks quite a bit like blood
So there is some cryptic writing on the ground... huh.
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| No, not that kind! |
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| yeah, like that... |
Anyway, despite being a well versed traveler, Tyco doesn't recognize the writing. She's trying to figure out what to do when it dawns on here that there are 6 other guys in the room with her, and they all came in the room by different doors. This is more than a little freaky.
Everyone in the room seems disturbed by the writing, and wonder what it says (as well as what to do). Some mumble, some ask out loud, some try to stay inconspicuous, but all seem more than a little alarmed when a member of the party starts addressing the town guard loudly, asking them to find a sage to read the writing. Another member of the group takes the gent aside and reveals to him what the writing is (Murder) and the loud fellow now begins asking about the tenant of the home- again to the guard.
After some fits and starts, the group quietly retreats to the house and it is discovered by a variety of means that the home used to belong to a noble who traded wine, but had recently died of a very transmittable disease. The house is supposed to be under quarantine for at least another week, so being inside it is probably unwise. All of us except one are unwittingly healed of the disease by a member of the party who is acting really, really weird.
Somewhere along here [OOC: I honestly can't remember how this came to pass] it is either decided or deduced that this noble's death might be the handiwork of a local death-and-mayhem God cult.
It is then decided that someone from the group should try to infiltrate this cult, and the "rogue-iest" rogue type ever gets elected (or volunteered, I am not sure).
The group travels to the cult hideout and the rogue descends the stairs and knocks on the door. (I swear I am not making this up!) Somehow he gets in and hangs out for a bit, but the cultists decide to give him an "initiation test" in an attempt to get rid of him.
They ask him to bring as many of the poor, homeless, beggars and prostitutes he can find to them so they can give them "presents". This apparently sounds like a good thing to our "friend" and he leaves and then reports this to us.
We then come up with a brilliant plan to act drunk and that we are following the guy to a new party to get even more drunk.
(Our party comprises of 2 Engro, a Noble Anari (I think?) , A FrostDwarf, 2 Finnars and another guy I can't remember. We don't "gel".)
We get inside and there is a brief fight where the cultists are defeated pretty quickly, and we manage to get some information out of them. Apparently this isn't really a Death-God cult as much as it is a fraternity for "get-back-at-Saxa" with some debauchery thrown in. YAY.
The cultists are apparently brewing something up at another location, and it is almost ready according to the guy we get the information out of. We go to the other safe house and
then things get really weird.
Instead of going inside and investigating, or checking for guards, or anything like that, the plan is to burn the place down. THEN, the group tries to send the rogue (whom I've managed to sort-of befriend) inside to check it out but asks him to torch the place while he's at it.
This plan doesn't really go over well with my pal, who isn't keen on being the messenger or the designated fire-starter, after we've spent so much time trying to avoid authorities.
An examination of the basement of the hideout reveals an abattoir with what used to be people hanging from hooks, with pustule bags of infectious disease being grown in their abdomens. All of them save one are still "brewing", but there is one that looks as if the wormy bag o' sickness got away via the "sewers". (There's definitely some leniency on reality in this game...)
The fire starts, the hideout burns down, and we are on the way to the home of the noble in our party when we are summoned quite forcefully to the home of a Duke.
Said Duke wants to hire us as consultants and troubleshooters to investigate whatever goings on may be occurring that the regular consul and nobles might not want to hear about...
and thus ends the first session....
