Campaign News 8/3


Campaign News 8/3

Having emerged from the Sordid Latch into the darkness of the brambles, the party, exhausted and wounded, finds a secure hollow in the brambles to camp. Staring into the flames of the dim campfire you briefly kindle, Unasi reflects. “You asked me about the were-panthers and a strange tool you called ‘the flexible vistrum’. It is true that I have not heard about it, but there are many strange treasures seeded in the belly of the God-Who-Died. The slaves are not allowed to approach the holy gauntlet of the Panther Priests, and the masters do not speak of its secrets. Who knows? Perhaps what you seek is to be found among the challenges of Umata-Shi?” The question hangs in the air along with the smoke as the flames are extinguished and the party lies to rest their weary bodies.

As Cletus’ thoughts turn over the events of the day, the wilderness of the eastern region of the dungeon tugs at his memory, until Ulantanu’s loving description of the city’s wild hollows returns suddenly to his mind. As he slips off to sleep, a name reverberates from the depths of the memories of their many long talks. “Seed”, a wild and dangerous semi-wilderness running like a gash through the neighborhood of Gutter. From there his sleep is full of strange images, men with painted faces creeping like rats through twisted tunnels that are somehow also parks. He is awoken by the light of Desh’s torch, bringing a merciful end to his fitful sleep. Through grinning black teeth, Desh says, “It’s time for breakfast, sleeping beauty.”

[My Recap and the Take for the last two sessions is on a different computer. I will post it before game time.]

Comments

  1. Chris P.August 3, 2017 at 1:04 PM

    This seed is different from the one we found in the grove of the palace, right?

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  2. Aleksandr RevzinAugust 3, 2017 at 1:41 PM

    It seems to be the name of a sub-district of the City Above.

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  3. Ben L.August 3, 2017 at 1:49 PM

    Yes, Aleksandr Revzin has it, "Seed" is the name of a hollow (canyon, depression) in the city. There are bits of wilderness that fills the interstices--the literal cracks or sudden pockets in the terrain of the city. In fancy neighborhoods they're like parks.

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