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Session Zero
The creationing

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October 2nd 1876

Otis: a rich old prospector
Moya: a cowgirl with twin six shooters
Calvin: a big city doctor
James: an escaped slave running from his former master’s kin and Hexslinger.
Sally: A former Southern belle rescued by natives as a child she became a shaman.

Arriving in Chicago our posse waited for the Hellstromme Express to board but it was having technical difficulties. Following the crowd to the nearest bar down by the docks they came to Magnus Danger Magnussen’s Circus, Cabaret, and menagerie. Inside they met Dr Bailey a contestant of the symposium. Recalling seeing a handbill saying he was hiring bodyguards, the posse signed up. Magnus offered everyone free drinks and took them in the back room to see the menagerie. The floor dropped out from under them and they landed in a locked cell in near darkness. They heard rustling in the dim corridor and then laughter. It was about this time that the roofies kicked in. A man in expensive but outdated clothing came out and asks them “Would you kindly hand me your weapons?”
Doc Calvin was shocked when his hands complied against his will. The posse erupted in gunfire but it only seemed to tickle the gentleman and ruined his suit. Melissa’s character turned into a rat and scurried through the bars. She had a brilliant plan to shove a silver coin in his wounds but after trying it realized it didn’t work. Calvin stabbed the vampire with a wood pipe and he fell. Dead? Tune in next time to find out.

Posse earned 1 karma and $5 dollars each rummaging in the vampires pockets.

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Bring in the Clowns

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Otis
Moira
Calvin
James
Sally

Chicago October 2 1876

As the gunsmoke cleared in the basement of Magnus Danger Magnussen’s Circus, Cabaret, and menagerie a woman walked down the stairs. She wore a labcoat over a pantsuit.
“How much for the corpses? I could use them in my experiments.” she asked.
The posse raised their guns and then lowered them.
“Oh forgive my rudeness my name is Doctor Moreau but you can call me Milly.” she said.
Standing over a dead vampire and two dead clowns the posse negotiated a price but wouldn’t sell the vampire turning down a $100 dollars. Dr Moreau paid $20 dollars for two corpses. She whistled and a gorilla came down the stairs and threw the corpses over it’s shoulder and took them up.
Otis cut off the vampires head and poured liquor over the torso and lit it on fire. The fire spread to the wooden ceiling. Coming upstairs followed by smoke the scientists in the bar scattered. Police ran in hearing the gunfire and Sally said “The gorilla did it!” and pointed after it. The police ran out after the gorilla in confusion.
Dr Bailey said “Take these three crates to the hotel and watch them. Oh and there is a long standing tradition of scientists upgrading the train. I have hear a special grease to apply to the axel of the train.” he said.
“Should we wear gloves?” asked Sally.
“Here. Take mine.” said Bailey handing them over.
Leaving the bar they saw a woman dressed as a gypsy who called out to them in a bad Russian accent. She had a tarot deck on a card table and a sandwich board $1.
“I’ll bite.” said James.
“Someone from your past will soon catch up to you.” she said.
“What’s your name. Do me.” said Sally.
“Maria. I see a squirrel. It says you should store your nuts because winter is coming. Who’s next.”
“I’ll go.” said Calvin.
“You will betray an oath. You there will learn your fortune?” asked Maria.
“You’re not giving much for a dollar.” said Moira.
“I have a message from your husband.” said Maria.
“Ok. Let’s hear it.” said Moira paying a dollar.
“Your husband went west. He said do not seek the blackheart.”
“Who else?” asked Maria.
“I don’t want to know.” said Otis.
“What do you know about Magnus?” asked Sally.
“he is a dangerous man. It will cost you $5.” said Maria.
“But we’ve already given you a whole 4 dollars. How much more could it cost?” asked Sally.
“Ok. $3 dollars.” said Maria.
“Done.” said Sally.
“Go to Bank of America tonight.” said Maria.
“That’s it?” asked Sally.
“You will see.” said Maria folding up her table and her sandwich board and walking away.

The posse swung by the train and most hung back while Sally snuck under the train. She crawled along under the train while engineers worked on it. One looked down and said
“What are you doing mam?” asked the engineer.
“I lost my monkey. Could you help me? Maybe check over there?” she asked.
The engineer ran to help her look for her monkey while she applied the grease to the axel.

The posse went to the hotel and was putting the crates down when they heard thudding against the windows. Red, Otis’ dog growled. The windows crashed in and the rooms flooded with birds. The posse fought with the birds clubbing a few. Red snapped at Otis and he tried to soothe him. Horses neighed in the street. People screamed.
Sally yelled “Grab the other end!” and Otis and her scooped up birds into it. The posse ganged up on the dog and hogtied him. Sally spoke to him in a native language and soothed the beast. The posse went out into the street and it was pandemonium. People chased horses and horses chased people. They heard an explosion and ran for the bank.
A pair of Oranguatans stood in front of the bank smoking cigars. The posse tried to sneak to the back door but heard hooting and saw an oranguatan bearing down on them. James gunned it down. Sally shed a tear and knelt next to it chanting, healing it with her magic.
“Oh Rupert. Come back to me.” she said shaking the Oranguatan. It’s wounds closed but it slept soundly.
They rushed up to the bank and James stuck his head in and a bullet buzzed his ear. Otis threw a stick of dynamite and it blew someone apart. Inside. Inside clowns shot at them. A quick exchange of gunfire left all the clowns dead. Searching the bank they found a female harlequin. She said she was making a late night deposit. Otis shot at her but missed.
“Ok. I was robbing the bank. I’m sorry I learned my lesson.” she said raising her arms.
“Why are you robbing the bank?” asked Otis looking around. The floor was littered with bags and jewelry and the contents of the safe deposit boxes.
“I just wanted the finer things in life. Diamonds are a girl’s best friend.” she said.
Otis raised his gun.
“Ok. Magnus told us to get a gold box.” she said.
“What for?” asked Otis.
“I don’t know. I’m sorry.” she said.
“Where is he now?” asked Otis.
“He’s at the museum.” said the harlequin.
Calvin picked up a few diamonds and said “A reward?”
The posse shrugged.
They tied up the harlequin and knocked her out.

Coming to the museum they saw an elephant tearing up trees out of the ground. They heard the roar of a lion inside. Sneaking around to the side they broke a window and climbed in. Calvin led the way opening a door only to see a set of lion jaws click in his face. James barely flinched gunning the lion down.
Walking through the natural history museum they saw glass cases with Native American arts and crafts. They heard crashing sounds from upstairs. Sally looking in a case was fascinated with a small buckskin bag with beads. Otis picked the lock and she took it.
Walking up the stairs a rhino ran past. The posse shook there heads and ran across to go up the stairs to the next floor. The heard the rhino destroying cases downstairs. Listening intently they heard Chanting in a foreign language. He repeated the name Ixtli over and over.
Opening a door they found Magnus and some clowns chanting over an Aztec mummy. The mummy opened it’s eyes and walked forward raising it’s macahuitl. Most of the posse ran away terrified. Otis threw a lit stick of dynamite into the room. Two clowns and the mummy were blown off their feet. Magnus ran for it. He jumped out of a window landing on a downed tree. he limped to the now calm elephant and it helped him climb on it’s back. The elephant charged off.
The posse gunned down the remaining clowns and looked out the window at the receeding visage of the ringleader on the elephant. Sally cut the mummies legs off. They kicked her and she dropped them. She cut the mummies arms off and it’s head. The posse each took a limb and the torso and left the museum. They swung by the bank to find Rupert but he was gone. Arriving exhausted at the hotel most of the posse went to bed. Otis took a bottle of whiskey and sat outside until the sun came up. He watched the vampire head burst into flame and turn to dust. he nodded and went in to take a short nap.

Posse earned 3 experience and made $30 each (between selling clown corpses and stealing diamonds)

Tune in next time…

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All Aboard!
The Hellstromme Express

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Otis
Red (the dog)
Moira
Calvin
James
Sally

Sally hacked up the mummy and put it in her saddlebags. Some people went shopping getting last minute odds and ends. At noon the posse went to the train Tracks. Dr Elijah Bailey looking rumpled at the Train station.
“Oh very good, very good,” says Bailey, parting with a group of reporters to greet you. “What was that madness last night? Did you hear that the Chicago Museum that escaped the fire a few years ago was hit by thieves last night?”
The posse made noncommittal noises.
“…And you squared everything away without incident? Hmm good." said Dr Bailey.
“You said there would be a bonus for applying the grease.” said Calvin.
“You want that upfront. Well here is $25 each as we agreed. Shall we?” he said handing the money and then gesturing at the train.
“Most peculiar. First things first, please locate a baggage porter and see that my equipment is properly stowed in the freight car” Says Bailey.
“Is that safe? We should keep the crates in our rooms. Are we supposed to guard you as well.” said Moira.
“No I will be fine. as to the crates that’s your affair.” said Dr Bailey.
The platform was a riot of inventors, porters, reporters snapping photographs, and hangers on. Picking through the crowd Dr Bailey said.
“Who is that man staring at us? I don’t know him. Do you?” asks Dr Bailey looking at a White man wearing a bow tie and a bushy mustache smoking a cigar.
Everyone said no.
A short twitchy African American in plaid is wildy gesticulated at a porter. Next to him were a heavily armed native woman and a white man missing parts of the left side of his face. Otis, recognized him as Rex, a former Confederate soldier, lawyer, turned hired gun.
Dr Moreau with her monkey in a tuxedo and top hat gestured at a small crate with air holes. Rupert smoking a cigar dutifully picked it up.
Sally ran up to Rupert and gazed into his eyes soulfully and said “Hello.” she said.
Rupert patted her on the head affectionately.
Dr Monreau eyed her suspiciously.
“Now that’s Henrietta Dial. We had a…tiff…well it’s all in the past. She is one to watch however she is just as cutthroat as the men.” said Dr Bailey.
Three Union Blue repairmen made last-minute adjustments to the locomotive, one of them giving commands to the other two, before they all board the train.
One of the men in a blue uniform stood on the steps of the train and announced
“Hello, My name is Everette Devry. The Hellstromme Express—consists of a Wasatch-manufactured locomotive and tender, followed by nine Union Blue cars: two passenger cars, a dining car, a lounge car, two sleeper cars, two freight cars, and a caboose, in that order. You may move freely among all cars except the freight areas and locomotive. Access to these areas is restricted to Union Blue and Wasatch personnel.”
Dr Bailey turned his back and frowns.
“What’s the matter Dr Bailey?” asked Sally.
“Nothing. We better board the train.” said Dr Bailey.
The posse went to their room with six single beds mounted to the walls. They tied the three crates to one of the beds and two people stayed to watch them and the others wandered the train.

Ludicrous Speed
Dr. Bailey was studying his watch the whole time. As if on cue, he announced loudly to the entire lounge car, “This train seems to be lacking in velocity. Perhaps it could use some axle grease.”
A few seconds passed. Some travelers look about in confusion. Other scientists in the car seemed interested, but they strained to appear aloof. Suddenly there was a surge of speed that momentarily pressed everyone back into their seats.
The Hellstromme Express began hurtling across the Great Lakes Region at ludicrous speed.
The posse looked at each other and no one moved to do anything about the train as it rattled down the tracks. The vibrations increased until they heard an explosion from the engine. The train slowed to a stop.
“Looks like repairs are necessary, posthaste,” said a quiet voice. Henrietta Dial with the clockwork automaton appeared, lugging a large case. “I’ve just the thing right here.” She laid down the case and opened it. Six-inch-long, steel ants swarmed from under the lid, their alert antennae bending toward the locomotive’s machinery.

Salina, Kansas
later that night the posse reached the vicinity of Salina Kansas. The train occupants were gambling and drinking to while away the time. The white man in a bowtie smoking a cigar was raking in the cash and cheating very skillfully.
“Drink a shot of Ghostrot if you’re man enough!” challenged Rex holding out a clay jug giving off a mist that you swear you see a little skull and crossbones floating in it. A man took a shot and fell over.
“I think… he’s fine.” said Calvin looking over the unconscious drooling man.
Rex turns to the posse and said “See it’s harmless. Are you gonna try or are you chicken?”
James took a shot and grimaced but survived. Rex clapped him on the back and said “You can handle your liquor. And you aren’t yella like your friend here.” he said pointing at Calvin.

An African American Preacher walked up to Sally and asked “Would you like to hear the good word?”
“I sure would.” said Sally.
“My names Jubal Early. What is your Christian name?” asked the Preacher.
Sally turned and ran away.
“So strange. What is her name?” Jubal asked Calvin.
“If she wouldn’t…” he said and then he turned and walked away.
Calvin asked a scottish man in a kilt about any gossip.
“Rex and Matilda are part of the Tremendae gang wanted in three states. Henry and Dr Bailey had an argument. She said she is passed over because she is female and he said it’s because her designs are second rate. Clyde is fond of cocaine.”
“Cocaine?” asked Sally walking over to Clyde."I heard you have cocaine.
“It is wonderful for what ails you.” said Clyde pulling a syringe out of a doctors bag.
“How does it work?” asked Sally swiping a vial of liquid cocaine from his doctor’s bag.
Sally saw the heavily armed native American woman and stopped to talk to her in Apache.
“I don’t speak my native tongue.” she said in a very western accent.
“My names Sally. What’s yours?” asked Sally.
“Matilda Hotiron.” she said.
“I like your guns.” said Sally walking away.
Sally went to the engine car and asked for a tour. Everette Devry said that inventors have been tampering with this train and I am not giving tours. Sally tried to talk him into it but he said “Good day madame.”

Icarus falls
The train started up again and a few hours went by without incident. A gasp went through the crowd as they see what the thought might be Doc Snead on some sort of flying contraption whizz by the train. As the train approached a bridge they saw the contraption fall into the gorge and a thin wisp of smoke come up. The native American woman with a plethora of gunsMatilda climbed out the window and jumped off the train. As she fell towards the river below they lost sight of her in the mists.

The conductor announced that the halfway point of the journey—Salina, Kansas—was only a few hours away. Warily, Dr. Bailey pulled the posse aside for a quiet meeting in the the posse’s room.
“We’ve entered Bloody Kansas,” Bailey said. “This is where things get interesting, between the bandits and the regulators, so it’s best to be cautious. Here—take these tonics and linaments, and don’t hesitate to use them if the situation warrants!”
Bailey handed over a small wooden box with a hinged lid to (Melissa’s character). A brass plate on top is stamped with the monogram E.O.B. Inside are four vials of liquid. Each was labeled: Bailey’s refreshing tonic, Vim Juice, Crimson Steer, and spirit vision.
“What do these do?” asked Calvin.
Moira noticing a shadow against the glass pulled her gun and opened the door. Everette Devry stood shocked in the doorway.

“I’ll give this to you straight.” he flashed an Agency badge long enough for the posse to tell it’s the genuine article. “This is about me and Elijah. We’ve got history you don’t know about. None of your business, frankly.”
“You’re lovers aren’t you.” said Sally.
“We’re friends. We were close but…we had a fight.” He said blushing.
“Yeah. Friends.” said Sally.
“There’s trouble brewing on this train. Have you seen the way Dial glares at Elijah when she thinks no one’s looking? Now that’s a murderous Look if I have ever seen one. And don’t get me started on Clyde and his cocaine…I believe that someone aboard is a Texas Ranger.” he paused. “But there are two agents aboard on personal business that might concern you. If you protect Bailey’s person and don’t worry yourself over his precious glassware I’ll tell you who they are. I am worried for his safety and fool he is he is more concerned with his precious potions.”
Moira cocked her gun.
“You better tell us what you know. Why should we trust you?” asked Moira.
“I don’t know much. Rumors really. There are two people on this train from your pasts. I won’t say more unless you agree to my request.” said Everette.
“We are getting paid to do a job and we’re going to do it.” said Moira.
“If that’s the way it’s going to be…” said Everette huffily on his way out.

Sally was walking down the train hallway when someone opened a door and grabbed her putting an ether rag to her face. Sally called on her shaman training and turned into a falcon. Jubal stumbled back in shock. Sally turned back into herself and shot Jubal. He ran and she shot him again. He stumbled falling to the floor bleeding.
“Why did you attack me?” asked Sally.
“Your mother paid me to bring you home.” said Jubal.
Sally took the ether soaked rag and put it to his face.
People looked in the train car concerned. Sally rifled through his pockets taking his room key, a card reading Fly by Night Detective Agency, and $10.
“What are you doing to that man?” asked Conor McGregor.
“He attacked me and stole my locket.” said Sally.
People looked at her suspicously but shook there heads.
Calvin tried to patch up his wounds and failed. Another doctor pushed him out of the way and also failed to achieve anything. A third doctor took his place and dressed his wounds.

An explosion in front of the train sent people scattering. A group of riders and a figure in armor with a smoking boiler stood at the front. Another group on horses was bringing up the rear.

The posse exchanged gunfire with the men in uniforms they did not recognize. The bandits went to the freight car and began unloading cargo. The posse shot them one after another. Moira leaned out of a window making a trick shot while Sally hung onto her. Sally tied up the mummy parts and went into the hall intending to fling the mummy at an attacker. Calvin and James ran along the top of the train gunning down the militia. Calvin took a hit but didn’t stop shooting back. A final shot blew the boiler on the armored figure. Lieutenant Caroline James was no more. The rest of the militia fled. The posse looked them over taking a couple of gatling rifles. They saw they had patches they didn’t recognize. A pair of wings in a circle, gears, and an upward pointing sword.

Going to Check on Dr Bailey they found him in his room laying dead in a pile of blood.
“He better have our money on him.” said Moira.

Tune in next time…

3 experience
$25 each for the grease bonus.
1 broken gatling rifle
1 working Gatling rifle
2 full magazines ammo

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Clue

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Oct 3 1876

Otis
Moira
Calvin
James
Sally

Otis, James, and Calvin found Dr Bailey on the floor in a pool of blood. They noted a bloody average sized men’s bootprint, a half burned cigar, and that Dr Bailey’s saddlebags were missing which included their pay. Calvin noted that the murderer used what was probably a bowie knife and was left handed.
Everette came to the door and said
“My Bailey, Oh no. I knew this would happen.” he sobbed.
“We have to find his killer, but quietly. We don’t know if this was personal or part of a broader plot. We must proceed with an investigation surreptitiously. I am officially deputizing you for this investigation only. Just notify me before you go off half cocked.” said Devry.
They told Moira and Sally.
“Did you find the money?” asked Moira.
“No.” said Calvin.
“What the hell are you doing with the mummy?” asked Otis taking out a hatchet. Otis hacked the mummy into bits. Everyone left the room. Otis tore up pieces of Sally’s pantaloons and made little cloth mummy bundles. He went to the engine car with one.
“Can I throw this in the fire?” he asked.
“What is it? Why?”
“Does it matter?” asked Otis.
“There was just a murder on the train.” said the engineer.
“Fair enough.” said Otis.

Sally went to Everette and said “I’m sorry for your loss.”
Everette wiped away his tears.
Sally looked out the window and noticed bootprints from the window. She got Otis and Red to follow the trail to a door. Everette opened the room. They found little but a change of clothes and saddlebags marked EB. The manifest said the room was rented to John Smith. They went through the saddlebags seeing money, alchemical recipes, and invitations to the symposium. Moria and Calvin hid in waiting for the killer.

Calvin and Moira went to the lounge car and looked at people’s boots. Rupert sat at the bar smoking a cigar and drinking a beer. They noticed that Henrietta Dial was left handed. He asked her if she had been to the Symposium before. She said that she had but this year she was going to win.
“You haven’t won before?” asked Calvin.
“These snakes are too cutthroat. Always sabotaging each other and backstabbing.” said Henrietta.

They heard the sound of gunfire from the roof of the train. Someone informed them that their was a test of skill shooting on the roof. James went up and shot buffalo from the train roof. James bet he could shoot the most and won $10 dollars.
The Southern gambler from earlier drew on James and shot at James but missed. James Fired back but the bullet passed through his coat.
James fired again wounding the man. He fell to the roof ad called out
“Texas ranger. This man is wanted in Georgia.” holding up a badge.
“I don’t believe you have any jurisdiction here.” said james.
Everette came and handcuffed the man. A doctor saw to his wounds.
They took him to the caboose and handcuffed him to Jubal Early.
“Why did you shoot me?” asked James.
Calvin rifled through his pockets finding a wanted poster, a set of playing cards with more face cards than it should have, and $20 in ones.
“You’re wanted in Georgia for murder. The truth of it is my real name is Bret Marshal. You killed my brother.” he said.
“Did you kill his brother?” asked Calvin.
“Yep.” said James.
“Did you have a good reason?” asked Calvin.
“Yep.” said James.
“That’s good enough for me. I think I killed one of them bandits. Maybe more.” said Calvin.

The train stopped in Salina Kansas to refuel. Otis got off the train and looked for anyone getting off there. No one did.
Calvin went to the room the engineers slept in with Sally. It had a couple of people napping. He said that he had to grab something for Everette. He went through his things finding a cameo of Dr Bailey.
“Did you hear Dr Bailey died?” Calvin asked Ryan, and engineer.
“Yeah, they were real close.” said Ryan.
“Did they ever fight?” asked Calvin.
“They were like a married couple.” said Ryan.
“What did they fight about?” asked Sally.
“I don’t know they didn’t fight on the train.” said Ryan.

They moved on and everyone slept.
That morning outside of Salina, the Express left behind the vast farmland of eastern Kansas and entered the open prairie. Suddenly shouts and carrying-on could be heard from one of the passenger cars. Otis went and check on Brett and found he was gone along with Jubal.
The forward passenger car was in an uproar by the time the posse got there. Scientists hurried every which way with big grins on their faces. Overheard bits of conversation revolved around “accuracy” and “killing power.” With various weapons mundane and weird clutched in eager hands, the inventors exited at the end of the car and climbed onto the roof.

The rolling grassland to the north was filled to bursting with buffalo, some of them only a few feet from the passing train. The herd easily numbered several hundred, all of them placidly ruminating as the Express rumbled past. The gathered inventors were busy placing bets on various weapons and shooters—who is most accurate, who can drop the most buffalo with a single shot, and so on.
A man in a tartan kilt wearing a metal pack with some sort of rifle attachment with multiple barrels gestured.
“You don’t need to fret about accuracy when the Conor Meatgrinder is at your side!” shouted Conor McGregor raising his weapon. As he flicked a switch on the stock with his thumb, the apparatus on his back emited a black and white smoke exhaust.
“Stand back, Laddies and Lasses!”
The gun cracked and belched smoke. Instantly a dozen buffalo within 20 yards toppled over dead, pierced by a hail of bullets. The other inventors nodded to each other, applauding as Hellstromme’s rep made a notation.
“Can I see that notebook?” asked Sally.
“No.” he said.
“We’re investigating a murder.” said Sally.
“What agency do you work for?” asked the rep.
“I’m a Sheriff.” said Sally.
“Of Which county?” asked the rep.
“Does it matter just gimme the damn book.” said Sally.
“No.” said the Man backing away.
Sally swung her pistol at him but missed.
“Stop.” he said.
Sally snatched at the notebook and missed.
“Unhand me woman.” said the rep.
“Help! Help this woman is mad.” said The rep.
An engineer came up the ladder.
“What seems to be the problem?” asked the engineer.
“This woman attacked me.” said the rep.
“He’s impeding my murder investigation.” said Sally.
“Why don’t you come with me?” asked the engineer.
“Everette! Everette!”
Everette came up the ladder.
“What is the matter?” asked Everette.
“He won’t let me look in his notebook.” said Sally.
“The relationship with the Union Blue railway and Hellstromme is tenuous. We must tread carefully. I will talk to him and ask if he saw anything.” said Everette.
“I’’m sure you will.” said Sally.

Attention slowly turned to the one inventor who hadn’t yet demonstrated his device—Peter Riddle. He was already grinning before anyone asked him what his gun could do. “Gather around. Gather Around. It’s not a gun,” he snapped, “not in any conventional sense. Air-delivered munitions are a different sort of animal.” The Great White Hunter lifted the bulky, tube-shaped device onto one shoulder and peered through a targeting reticule. “That’s right folks,” Riddle shouted, his finger tightening on the trigger, “Someday you’ll be able to shoot your meat and cook it… at the same time!” With those fateful words, Peter Riddle was engulfed in a sudden explosion of flame and debris.
Calvin and James staggered backwards wounded by the explosion. After the blast, the Express screeched to a halt. Riddle was toast, bits of his device scattered across the area, and a ragged, six-foot-wide hole is blown through the roof of the passenger car. The Hellstromme Rep took even more notes and clucked disapprovingly. Sally ran to James and Calvin and chanted over them healing their wounds.

Moira, Sally, and Calvin went to the bar and spoke to Milly. Sally cuddled up to Rupert who held her.
“What were you doing at Magnus bar, did you know him?” asked Calvin.
“No. I should have never went there. I just went with everyone else because it was closest to the train station. There seemed to be a fire right after you left the basement. Do you know anything about that?” asked Milly.
“No. Why would I?” Calvin asked nervously.
“that’s odd because I saw you all come out and right after there was smoke.” said Milly Moreau.
“Oh yeah then why were you and Rupert at the bank that night?” asked Calvin.
“I was never at a bank. Was that when the animals went crazy? Rupert beat down the door and ran off.” said Milly.
“You had something to do with this.” said Calvin.
“I must admit that I was working on a device to control animals for the symposium but it was stolen from my hotel room the day before. I can’t be held responsible for that.” said Milly.

The train rolled into Dodge. The posse saw a Sheriff taking people’s weapons, tagging them, and putting them in a wagon. Others were left on horses directed to the stable.
Everette talked to a young black woman who came over.
“i’m Sara. I am Elijah’s daughter.” she said.
“I’m so sorry for your loss.” said Sally.
“I understand you have my father’s personal effects. I want to set up his booth. He would have wanted it that way. I can pay you if you’ll stay on one more day for the symposium.” said Sara.
The posse agreed.
Sally talked to the Sheriff while the rest of the posse mosied passed pretending to go to the stable. they cut out and didn’t check their guns.
Sally saw Rupert and Milly walking away from the train. Rupert hung back.
“Come on Rupert. What are you doing?” asked Milly.
Rupert looked longingly at Sally.
Sally said
“It’s ok. Go.” and gestured for him to continue.
Rupert looked sad and followed after Dr Moreau.

They went to the hotel where Dr Bailey had rented two rooms then left for the symposium.

3 Experience

Otis fixed the broken gatling rifle so you have two worn looking gatling rifles

$4 from Bret Marshal’s pockets
Sally One mummy finger, One Mummy eye
$150 each for three days
$10 each for saving the glassware
Calvin: A set of cards with too many face cards
$10 dollars for James for shooting the most buffalo

gatling rifle stats:
Range: 24/48/96; Damage:
2d8; RoF: 2; Cost: $1,200;
Weight: 13; Shots: 12; Min. Str:
d6; Notes: AP 2. Gatling weapons
cannot fire single shots and must use their full Rate of Fire.
Malfunction: On a result of snake eyes on the Shooting roll, the user spins about wildly, spraying bullets everywhere. Treat this as a Suppressive Fire attack against everyone in a Large Burst Template centered on the user. The weapon can’t injure more victims than it has bullets remaining.

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Symposium of Doom

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10/03 1878

Otis
Sally
Moira
Calvin
James

The posse escorted Sara Bailey carrying the three crates. They went into the hall through the rear where scientists were rushing to set up their booths. The posse cased the symposium looking for nefarious doings and saw little figures out of the corner of their eyes but couldn’t locate the creatures.

Sally took the spirit vision vial out of her pantaloons and drank it. She saw the spirits of the manitou in the machines as oily black figures leaking black smoke. She saw little green figures, gremlins, running and jumping into the machines.

Henrietta Dial stood up and announced
“Ladies and gentlemen! Representatives of Dr. Darius Hellstromme! Esteemed guests of the symposium!” H. K. Dial stands on the judges’ table, addressing the now-silent hall. “Too long have I been overlooked because of an accident of birth. Well today I intend to right that wrong. We all know the point of this contest—to see whose invention is most powerful, and thus most useful to Dr. Darius Hellstromme! I submit, for your consideration, the TITAN!”

A metallic CRASH! shakes the entire crate. The hall went silent, as people backed away from H. K. Dial’s booth. Another SMASH! rocked the crate and snapped the padlocks. The front of the box swung open slowly. Inside is the biggest, sleekest automaton anyone’s ever seen. Shaped more like a man than the typical Hellstromme model, it was compact and broad-shouldered, with massive fists. The entire thing was encased in smooth, brassy ghost steel, with the glow of burning ghost rock shining in its eyes. Suddenly it lurched forward, smoke billowing from its stack. Two green figures ran up and jumped into it. It blew steam like a train and then smashed the Conor MecGregor’s booth. Screams echoed in the hall as the crowd pressed frantically toward the exits.

The posse opened fire on the Titan and so did Conor McGregor. Conor’s meatgrinder an infernal machine gun sprayed the room with lead. The posse hit the deck. Sally ran and tore down a tapestry covering the side exit. Rupert ran to her aid interposing himself in front of her. Milly Moreau ran past her into the side hall and screamed faced with the clockwork Demoler, a mechanical spider with screws for fangs.

Otis threw dynamite at it and the explosion scuffed it’s finish. James fired a rune inscribed bullet damaging it slightly. The posse ran to the front door where a crowd was pressed against the closed front double doors. Conor struggled to control his meatgrinder and a stray bullet winged Red, his dog. The posse fired on Conor and he went down wounded. The Titan smashed Otis, and Sally wounding them. Rupert tried to drag Sally to Safety and was in turn beaten down. Sally dragged Rupert to safety.

The posse fired at the demoler and the Titan and barely dented them. The Titan
A pitching machine nocked Moira over. Tiring of the battle Otis threw dynamite at the front wall blowing out a large section. The rest of the symposium crowd and the posse rushed to exit the hole. Seeing the front door from the outside Dial’s ants had crafted a metal web over the outside of the door. The posse didn’t look back as the Titan left a wave of destruction in it’s wake. Henrietta Dial and Milly Moreau were no where to be seen.

Moira wanted to look for a man that was involved in the murder of her husband, Michael Flanagan. The posse wandered to the south of town where drunk cowboys shot guns. Pulling into the Rawhide Saloon they asked the bartender if they had seen Cole the man with scar on his face.
The bartender reckoned he had seen him in town saying he was headed to Coffin Rock. Coffin Rock was two weeks away from Dodge City slightly off the only real road.

The posse did some shopping finding someone they could exchange their two worn out gatling rifles for a single new gatling pistol. Then headed over to the Mojave express the local post in the territory. The mojave express was started in Nevada and spread East. The old man, Bob, seemed confused at first but then remembered the posters he put up for a package to deliver to Salt Lake City.
“We had some problems delivering this package. Someone killed the last courier. We had to send some people out to recover it.

“What happened to the last courier?” asked Calvin.
“He was shot to death.” said Bob.
“Well for $500 we’ll do it.” said Sally taking the small package.
Sally led the posse around the building and tore the parcel open. Inside was a beautiful wood box lined inside with velvet. Opening the box it contained a gold poker chip. Sally bit into it and the hollow chip broke. Sally took the small negative from inside and stared at it not comprehending.
“It looks like something from the Epitaph.” said Calvin.
Sally put the negative in her pantaloons and put the two halves of the poker chip back together with a tooth mark in it, and put it back in the box.

Sally told the posse to go on ahead and she would catch up when Rupert recovered. She took a moment from worrying over Rupert’s sickbed to go to the train station to wire her mother. The Wire read Your daughter shot me stop Need more money to recover stop please wire asap stop.
Her mother wired back already paid you half stop You get no more until you have my daughter stop confirm by wire something only she knows stop

Till next time pardners…

Awards:
10 dollars each from Sara
3 Experience

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Welcome to Coffin Rock

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10/17 1876

Moira
Otis
Calvin
James

A day outside of Coffin Rock on the trail the posse came across what appeared to be a small wagon train of four vehicles parked in a semi-circle on the side of the trail. The remains of a campfire could be seen beside the wagons, but there was no sign of any horses or people. On investigation, the posse discover several strange things:
• Lying near the wagons, hidden from view until the posse was right on top of the site, were six human bodies. The corpses were shrunken and withered, as if they’ve been lying in the sun for weeks.
• Checking the corpses revealed a rolled-up newspaper. It was dated four days ago and was printed in a town called Watkins Field.
• Aside from the usual gear travelers might need, such as bedrolls, shovels, rope, and so on, all the wagons contained in the way of cargo was shredded cloth sacks. Faint traces of white powder lay here and there. Tasting it revealed it to be ordinary flour. There was no sign of any fresh provisions, though there were some rusted tinned goods. The tins proved to be empty however.
• Inside one of the wagons was a manifest. The caravan was transporting flour from a railyard about 50 miles back along the trail to a Coffin Rock ahead of them. One name was listed on the delivery manifest—Ray wisely.
• There was a lot of torn-up ground around an old tree stump. It revealed the dried husks of four horses lay there first mistaken as logs.

Feeling uneasy Moira said let’s not camp here. They road on until nightfall and camped on a hill. On fourth watch Calvin nodded off. He had a nightmare about Content Not Found: Ixtli chasing him and speaking to him in a language he didn’t understand. She was missing one eye and a finger.

The rest of the posse woke up and Calvin was gone. they went from anger to concern and after breakfast headed after him. The posse rode into the quiet town around noon.

Seeing their reflections in the windows as they rode into town they looked emaciated, their faces gaunt. They also noticed that half the businesses were boarded up.The open institutions were The Crystal river Hotel, The Six Feet Under Saloon, Blacksmiths, assay office, The Church, A Doctor’s office, The General store and The Jewel Theater.
The Newspaper, Boarding house, library, barbers, livery, and bank, hardware store, schoolhouse (haunted), and mayor’s office were closed. The Daily mansion was a burned shell.

The townsfolk looked thin and weary. As they ambled through town, folk came up to the posse holding out their arms. The church seemed to be having a service but it sounded more like O Fortuna.
A woman holding a small bundle who could barely stand Said "Please. My baby is too weak to cry. Can you spare any food?” As she drew close they caught the smell of death. Moira handed her some trail rations and more people crowded the posse. Someone grabbed at her food and the woman dropped her swaddled bundle.

People crowded closer, all clawing at their saddlebags and horses. A babble of voices asking for food overwhelmed them. James Yelled “Ya!” and ran the townspeople down. Moira fell from her horse and her horse ran away.
A cowpoke shot one of the mob. He fell over dead and the Church Bells tolled.
“Who’s shooting? Cease Fire! Leave these good folk alone! They ain’t got food enough to fill all our bellies. We’re still civilized, ain’t we?” said the Marshal coming out of his office.
Marshal Walter Bryce, who promptly approached the posse and apologized for the townsfolk’s behavior. He was almost as gaunt as the others.
“I’m Marshal Bryce, the law in this town. Say…you haven’t seen a group of wagons heading this way, have you? We’re expecting a food shipment.
The posse took Bryce aside and told him the bad news.

Bryce hung his head when he heard the fate of the wagons. His lean frame sunk in.
“Dang it! That’s the fourth wagon train this month we lost. I don’t know whether it’s outlaws or Indians, but every time we send out a wagon train for supplies it fails to return."
“Have you seen our friend. Young feller. Rode in this morning?” asked Otis.
“Yeah, not sure where he got to though.” said the Marshal.

The posse went to the Crystal River Hotel. Most of the sign letters had fallen leaving Cry A River. Peering in the stable they saw a horse that looked like Calvin’s.
Going in they asked for rooms and asked if Calvin was there.
“He said he wasn’t feeling well and would head over to the doctor’s.” said Taylor Johnson the Hotel owner.
The posse headed over to the Doctor’s and looked around.
“may I help you?” asked Dr Osgood.
“We’re looking for a young man who came in here.” said James.
“Haven’t seen any young men today.” said the Dr.
“That’s funny because Taylor said he saw him come in here.” said James.
“No one’s been in today.” said the dr.
“What’s in here?” asked Moira trying to open the back door.
“That’s my operating theater. It’s full of sensitive equipment and I don’t want your filthy boots in it.” said Dr Osgood.
“Show us the back room.” said Moira.
“I will call the Marshal.” said Dr Osgood.
“Good.” sad Otis.
“Marshal!” shouted Dr Osgood.
The marshal came in and asked “What seems to be the matter here?”
“These ruffians are slandering my good name and tramping there muddy boots about my office.” said Dr Osgood.
“Taylor said our Friend came here and I’m so worried for him. I love him.” said Moira shedding crocadile tears.
“Open the door doc.” said the Marshal.
The Doctor ran for it. Red grabbed his pants leg and Dr Osgood found four guns shoved in his face.
The marshal took the key from his pocket and opened the door.
Inside was a flayed man on a table with arms and a boiler. The boiler chugged steam and several small drills whirred in the arms.
James Puked. Several gun hammers cocked.
“Your alive.” said Moira seeing Calvin in the corner.
“I have never seen that body before in my life. I can’t imagine how it got there.” said Dr Osgood as the Marshal took him to jail.
“I don’t feel well.” said Calvin following the posse back to the Hotel.
Moira Tucked Calvin into bed and asked Taylor to watch after him. They headed to the bar and shortly after Calvin snapped out of his trance.
He walked down stairs and Taylor said
“You look better. Your friends said they were headed to the Six feet under.”

The posse walked into the bar and most people looked up. Everyone looked gaunt except for a group of rough looking men in the corner playing poker. Two miners wrestled in the opposite corner. The posse took a table and ordered whiskey.
“You seen my buddy Cole Porter? Missing a finger?” asked Otis.
“Yeah. He is probably out at the mine or in the Jewel Theater.” said the bartender.
The wrestlers pulled knives and one stabbed the other.
“Take that outside.” said the bartender.
Two men helped the wounded man outside. Calvin saw the men and asked "What happened.
“What’s it look like genius?” asked one.
“I’m a doctor.” said Calvin.
“I’m so sorry. This man’s been stabbed.” said the man.
“They brought the man back into the bar and Calvin dressed his wound. Seeing the blood James dry heaved.
“Thank you. Take this.” said the wounded man handing Calvin a small bag of ghost rocks.
“We were thinking of heading up to the mines.” said Otis.
“You can’t go to the mines. The guards shoot first and claim bandit later.” said the bartender.

The posse went next door to the Jewel theater. the red filmy curtains made the windows look like they were dripping with blood for a minute. The shadows of a coat rack looked like hands reaching up in desperation. They shook their heads and went in .
Belle Sygrove, the lovely middle aged madame came up and asked “What can I do you for?”
“We just wanted a drink.” said Moira.
“Girls. This strapping young man surely wants some company.” said Belle.
Two girls clamped onto Calvin and sat with him.
“You seen Cole Porter around here?” asked Moira.
“Of course. I ain’t seen him today but he comes in regular.” said Belle.
They hung around watching men take whores up to the rooms until they were sure he wasn’t there.

Heading out of the whorehouse the posse headed to the church. It was freshly painted white. The sign read Brotherhood of the covenant. Inside a knot of churchgoers conversed with the preacher. The alter was polished copper. James saw the paintings of christ’s wounds on the cross and grew queezy.
“Welcome, I’m Deacon Robert Plume.”
“You all seem well fed.” said Otis.
“Ray wisely is a godly man. he donated food to the church.” said Plume.
“How long has your church been here?” asked Moira.
“Our congregation left the east because of persecution about our sects particular beliefs. Like the Mormons we fled west and settled here when it was all tents.” said Deacon Plume.
“What particular beliefs?” asked Otis.
“Nothing two unconventional but you know how particular some can be. Why don’t you join our service tomorrow?” asked Robert.
“We will.” said Moira.

The posse went back to the hotel.
Taylor was nodding off at his desk.
“I guess you don’t serve dinner.” said Otis.
“There’s no food.” said Taylor.
“Take this.” said Moira handing him a bundle of hard tack and biscuit.
“Thank you!” said Taylor wolfing it down.
“Is ray Wisely a godly man?” asked Moira.
“I’ve never seen him in church.” said Taylor.
“That’s funny because The Deacon said he donates food.” said Otis.
Taylor shrugged.
“What is going on in this town?” asked Otis.
“I can’t rightly say. It’s all gone down hill since Daly’s house burned down with him in it. Ray Wisely had bought the mine right before. Then the bandits came and started stealing the food.” said Taylor.
“You ever see any of these bandits?” asked Moira.
“No but the guards at the mines shoot one from time to time. Also where else would our food go?” asked Taylor.
“there’s more food for you if you’ll sleep in the barn with the horses.” said Moira.
Taylor nodded.

The posse went up stairs. Calvin and James took first watch. They watched the front windows to see if anyone went into the barn. Calvin heard footsteps coming down the hall to their door. James shook his head and Calvin looked at the keyhole. He jumped back as a brown eye filled his vision.

“There’s someone out there.” said Calvin.
James shook his head.
Calvin opened the door and no one was there. Calvin shut the door. he heard footsteps and a door opening and closing in the hall. Footseps came up the stairs and a woman’s voice said
“i wasted the best years of my life on you. Why did I come west with you? What was I thinking.”
“We had some good times didn’t we?” asked Taylor.
Calvin opened the door.
“Who you talking to?” asked Calvin.
“Uh nobody. I talk to myself a lot since Dorothy died. I’m sorry I’ll head back to the stables.
Calvin heard something outside. He ran to another room and looked down at the back of the building at figures huddling in the dark. He ran back and said someone’s at the back of the building.
A door opened and closed downstairs. Everyone got up and ran to the stairs. Gone fire came from the first floor. The lights were low in the dining hall. They peered into the darkness of the stables. running up they were backlit. Bullets whizzed past them. They fired back. Moira ran outside and pushed a rain barrel in front of the barn doors. They charged into the barn with a lantern and shot a couple emaciated miners. A few more fired down from the loft and were shot down.
The marshal ran over and looked at the carnage.
“What happened?” asked The marshal.
“Horse thieves.” said Otis.
“I’m so sorry. Our town is not usually like this.” said Marshal Bryce.

3 experience

Until next time Pardners…

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Vision Quest

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Sally

Sally was overjoyed at Rupert’s recovery and went to give her mother what for at the train station.
Her mother wired When you recover her daughter and send her a wire confirming with something only my daughter would know I will send you travel expenses. Sally went to the hotel and knocked on Sara’s door.
“Sara do you have any more of that spirit vision juice?” asked Sally.
“Why yes.” said Sara giving it to her.
“Thank you.” said Sally heading over to the symposium.
“Mam this is no place for a woman.” said the deputy.
“I have to recover some of our glassware.” said Sally batting her eyelashes.
“Well if you must.” said the deputy.
Sally took the spirit vision juice and looked around the symposium. She saw the sadness, fear and death as colors infusing everything. She followed the green trail of the goblins. She found a stack of boxes in the back with air holes. Following the trail back to the hotel she went up the stairs to a room. She pulled out a knife and tried to pick the lock. The hotel manager came down the hall and asked “May I help you miss?”
“My father gave me his room key but it seems to not be working.” said Sally.
“Oh does your father know Mr’s Moreau?” asked the manager.
“Yes. He does.” said Sally frowning.
“I’ll let you in.” said the manager opening the door.
Sally looked around finding nothing but seeing the trail did originate from this room.
“That bitch.” said Sally.
Sally went down the stairs to talk to the manager, George.
“Did Milly say where she was going?” asked Sally.
“She asked me where the stagecoach station was.” said George.

“I’m looking for my sister.” said Sally to the stage coach attendant.
“Aubern hair? She was with another woman, a brunette. They took the stagecoach to Salt Lake City.” said the attendant.

Sally collected her things, grabbed Rupert and rode out of town. she tired in the evening and set up camp. she went to sleep.

Sally found herself at a Kiva, a native structure that you climb down into from a ladder. The fire inside the Kiva was the only light in the darkness. Inside was a fire, an old native American woman, and a stone bench.

the kiva was filling the chamber with pungent herbscented smoke. The woman gestured forher to sit down, and lit a long pipe which she then passed to Sally.
Sally started to feel lightheaded, but at peace. The woman’s voice came, as if from far away.
She said “I am laughs at Darkness. Even if you don’t realize it, you have been chosen as a champion in a war with a great evil. The events in the White Man’s town are a small, but significant skirmish in this war, you have been sent tools to succeed." she said gesturing at her medicine bag necklace.
woman’s voice lowered with menace as she told Sally that she must first pass a dangerous test. "A very dangerous test. You can refuse to take the test and I will think no less of You, what you are about to face has humbled the greatest of warriors.” the woman snapped her fingers once.

The smoke filled the kiva:
Sally was a native brave riding towards wagons surrounded by the bandits from her youth. Her horse was shot out from under her and she dropped her bow. She had a tomahawk on her belt and she saw a bandit drop a rifle.
She saw a man riding away with her twin sister on the back of a horse. She chanted and turned int a falcon. She soared after the bandit and turned into herself grabbing him and pulling him from the saddle. She drew her tomahawk and hit his skull with the flat of the blade knocking him unconscious. Sally looked at her sister perched on the back of the horse and said “Sissy said she’ll find you.”
The smoke rolled in and faded again.

Sally was standing on a street smoking a cigarette. She looked in the glass of a newspaper box and saw her reflection. She was a native man in a suit. She read the Headline and it said US and CS join forces and enter the theater of World War 2. The date was 1941. She saw a flash of light and she was now wearing a uniform and trying listen to a radio over the sounds of bombs dropping. She was submitting a code about German plans her unit discovered. A bomb dropped on her trench burying part of the HQ. A soldier’s muffled cries for help came from under the rubble. She knew if she left the radio she wouldn’t be able to transmit the rest of the code and the allies wouldn’t know what the German’s are planning which could lead to more deaths. Sally finished transmitting the code and the scrabbling hand grew slack. She ran out of the bunker and a bomb dropped on it. The allies swept the German’s in a victory.

The smoke came and then cleared again.
Sally didn’t recognize her surroundings. She was in what was a building of metal and glass but now was twisted and fallen. She was wearing buckskins and carrying a tomahawk and a hand grenade. She saw men who were part machine in rags grabbing at a group of her friends. Melissa ran forward and tapping into her muscle memory threw a grenade into their midst. It exploded and the smoke came again.

Sally returned to the fire and saw the laughs at Darkness. She handed her the tobacco pipe.
“You were not born of our ways but you have adopted them. You stand at a crossroads. Do you wish to be one of us or one of the white man? If you are to be one of us you must adopt our ways.” she said.
“I’m trying to bridge the gap between our people’s. Do I have time to think about this?” asked Sally.
Sally saw that she was standing at a crossroads.
“This way is now she" said gesturing to the sides “This way is before, and that way is after.” she said gesturing ahead and behind. “Beware of your path for it is real and not apart of the hunting ground.” she said gesturing around them.

Sally took the right hand path and the smoke obscured her vision. It cleared and she saw she was in a cave. Before her was the earth spirit Tacheene. It looked like a tree and spoke in a gravely voice
“I must ask for your help. The land around this place is under my protection. I have been
here since the earth was young. Some time ago the thing you call a mine was begun, and
deep wounds were dug into the earth. Then a man came with magic unfamiliar to me. I
do not know how he found me but he called upon and old dark magic and trapped me. I cannot touch the earth and so I only have a fraction of my power. The man drains my power and uses it for his own dark purposes. I know not what they are but I ask you, please, find me beneath this mine of yours and free me. Do not let one of your kind twist my power so. Help me and I will be generous in my reward.”

The cave darkened and she woke up in the foothills near Coffin Rock confused about how she got there.

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Oh Fortuna!

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Otis
Moira
Sally
Calvin
James

Sally woke up at the rock formation that gave the Town Coffin Rock it’s name. She walked down from the foothills to the town. Seeing her emaciated reflection in the windows she felt the sickness of the town. Riding through town She heard gunfire and church bells ringing. She avoided it. Moira and James called to her from the the second floor of the Crystal River hotel. They gathered in the barn and Otis took one look at Sally wearing his Sheriff’s badge with a bullet embedded in it. Otis glared.
“I’m sorry. I took it as a joke. Here you can have it back.” said Sally handing it to him.
“Are we cool now?” asked Sally.
Otis grunted.
“Yeah we’re cool because you wouldn’t have said anything otherwise you would have just shot me.” said Sally.

They got caught up. Melissa told them about her vision Quest and the spirit Tacheene and the rest of the posse gave her the skinny on the town.
The posse went to the burned down Daly mansion. They sifted through the soot and Calvin found a silver spoon.
“Ooh pretty. Can I have it?” asked Sally.
Calvin smiled and handed it over.
They went to the Mayor’s office which was boarded up. They found no record of the sale of the Daly mine to Wisely. They found a couple bottles of whiskey and some law books.
They headed from there to the Sheriff’s office. Otis picked the lock and they found the Sheriff carved up and the cell that formerly held a psychotic doctor empty.
They went to the Six feet under saloon and sat down to drink waiting for church service to start. A dirty skinny miner came up to Sally and said.
“You sure are pretty. You must be new here.” he said.
Another miner pushed him out of the way.
“He’s got a small pecker.” said the other miner.
They started shoving each other.
James puled his gun and fired a shot into the ceiling. Everyone pulled guns. Sally and Rupert flipped a table over. The lead flew and and the church bells went crazy. After the gunsmoke cleared the emaciated miners were laying in the saw dust and their own blood. They asked The bartender if he knew what was going on but he said he did not.
The posse went to the church and they heard chanting in latin. As they walked in the doors they paused seeing the lamp light flickering from a wind only in the church. The stained glass seemed animated. The scenes it depicted were of the posse and their families being tortured by demons. Sally, Otis, and James backed out.
“They ain’t Godly.” said Otis.
Moira grabbed her gun but hesitated. The crowd turned to Otis and Moira staring at them with wild eyes as the singing in latin grew in tempo and the organ player fought with the keys.
“There saying Something about The Bloated one. The All Hunger. He comes. She comes. I think they are talking about a demon.” said Calvin.
The altar glowed and the glow expanded. As the glow blocked their view of the Deacon Moira fired her pistol at him. She was sure she had hit him based on where he had been standing. A force pushed them out of the church and the doors slammed shut. They opened the doors again and the church was empty of furniture and people. Sally and Otis went up to the church bell.
“It is bad mojo.” said Sally.
Otis tied a stick of dynamite to the rope hanging next to the bell and lit it. They ran down the stairs. The blast blew the steeple off the church and flung the bell into an abandoned building.
“Damn bell won’t ring now.” said Otis.
“Maybe.” said Sally.

“Can we get out of this town yet?” asked Sally.
The posse went to the barn attached to the Crystal River hotel and found Taylor hanging from a rope his feet swinging. A moaning came from the hotel.
“How can we help you?” asked Sally.
“Get out!” shouted Taylor’s dead wife.
They rode out of town into the foothills. They heard gunfire. Riding up the trail they saw The doctor covered in blood hiding behind a boulder. Otis drew and shot the doctor dead. He fell in a spray of blood.
“Who’s that?” asked a woman’s voice.
“Who are you?” asked Moira.
“You can call me Pearl.” said a woman leading a group of heavily armed women.
“Howdy. I’m Sally.” she replied.
“Nice to meet you. My full name is Shelly Pearl Daly. After that Wisely stole the mine out from under my daddy and burned our house down I confronted The Sheriff. He was too yellow to give me justice. I went into hiding in the hills. I started meeting other women who were too scared to stay in town. We formed a gang and shoot at Wisely thugs whenever we see them.” said Pearl.
“Have you seen Cole Porter?” asked Moira.
“He’s up at the mine.” said Pearl.
“Let’s go pay him a visit.” said Moira.

The posse dismounted their horses near the mind and began to sneak up. Or at least some of them did. Moira, Calvin, and Sally looked at Otis and James and shook their heads. They hung back and the rest of the posse went forward. They saw a group of rough looking men playing cards under an overhang near the mine entrance.
Moira saw Cole throw down his cards.
“Aces and Eights!” he declared.
Moira saw red. Drawing her gun she blew his brains over his friends. They dove for cover. The rest of the posse looked up in shock. A shoot out ensued. The posse shot them one by one until one was left.
“I surrender!” he shouted throwing away his gun.
The posse walked up to him.
“I am so sorry.” said the man.
“What?” asked Moira.
“My name is Juan Luis Obispo. I rode with Cole Porter. We shot your husband. But he’s alive. Cole and I saw him Purgatory, Colorado. He shot at us but I know it was him.” said Juan.
“Excuse me?” asked Moira shuddering. “My husband is dead.” said Moira.
“I thought so too. We saw him in a bar and he looked up and we recognized each other. We both drew and he fired first but missed. I just ran.” said Juan.
“Where are the rest of your men?” asked Sally.
“That’s it.” said Juan.
“Who’s in the mine?” asked Moira.
“You wouldn’t believe me.” said juan.
“Try me.” said Moira.
“The dead mine down there. We never go in. Before I came here Wisely came out with some men and had a shoot out with the miners. They tried to dig another way out but they starved before they could. Wisely got that preacher to get em to get back up and get back to work. We have a wagon that goes back and for to the railhead and the miners bring up the ghost rock.” said Juan.
“What else is down there?” asked Sally.
“I don’t know. I’ve never been down there.” said Juan.
Sally started as Juan’s brain’s splattered her dress.
“I think that’s all he knew.” said Moira putting her gun away.
The posse walked to the mine entrance. Six spirits formed in front of them. One stepped forward.
“I’m the Foreman William Wood. We were miners in here. We knew that Wisely tried to buy the mine and Daly turned him down. Then Wisely sent his thugs to take the mine. We had a shoot out but we were trapped. We tried to dig our way out but succumbed to hunger first. We can’t enter the mine. Wisely had the Preacher do something to it. But you could carry us to our bodies we could take them back and stop mining for Wisely.” He said.
“What does that mean?” asked Moira.
“You can take us back to our bodies. We can live again.” said Bill.
“How?” asked Moira.
“Like take your hand?” asked Calvin.
Bill put his hand out.
James took it. Bill took his hand and flowed into him.
“I’m alive. I feel great!” said Bill through James’ mouth.
Calvin reached out and a minder flowed into him.
“Can you get them out?” asked Moira.
“Can you get out?” asked James.
Bill flowed out.
“Yeah but he got out on his own.” said Moira.
“If you takes us we can get into our old bodies and rather than fighting you we can fight for you.” said Bill through James mouth.
Oits took one of the miner’s hands. He flowed into him.
“Ugh.” said the ghost shuddering.
“You can jest get out!” shouted Otis shaking.
Otis pushed out the ghost.
“I kicked him out.” Otis said taking the ghosts hand again.
“Don’t get any funny ideas.” said Moira taking the ghosts hand. The ghost flowed into her.
“Oooh. This is nice.” said the ghost with her mouth.
“Shut up. Let’s get out of here.” said Moira.
Sally took a miner’s hand. He flowed into her and said “This is nice.”
“You bet your bottom.” said Sally.
They walked to the mineshaft and looked at the mine elevator. Otis noticed it was rigged and took apart the trap. They rode down to the bottom of the mine. They came to a miner digging with a pick and a ghost shot into it. The miner walked ahead of them. Each of the ghosts found it’s body and jumped into it.
“I feel great!” said Bill.
“You hungry?” asked Sally of the emaciated corpse.
“I’m starving.” said Bill.
Sally gave him some beef jerky. He chewed it with relish.
They walked on to where the mineshaft burst into a natural cave. It was currently filled with the detritus of the contents of the church. Pews lay broken around the room and the altar sat at the far end of the cave. The posse stared at a pit in the center of the room with a giant maw that almost filled it. The figure rose up slightly and they saw it was a humanoid figure who’s head had eyes over a face that was mostly mouth. It’s skin was rolls upon rolls overlapping. The congregation formed a semicircle around the pit. Wisely and the Deacon stood near the altar. The posse raised their guns and time seemed to stop.

Till next time pardner…

3 experience

Sally:
one silver spoon
A sheriff’s badge
six dollars off some recently dead miners

Calvin
One and a half bottles of whiskey

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Flesh Culvert

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10/18 1876

Moira
Otis
Calvin
James
Sally

Otis shot the Deacon Plume killing him instantly. The cultists started running in all directions. The giant demon climbed out of the pit and rushed the posse. Tacheene spoke to Sally suggesting she chant to remove the demon’s hold on him. Sally began to chat. The undead miners began slaughtering the cultists with their picks. A couple of Pearl’s gang shot a few cultists. James shot the demon baby over and over. It staggered backwards. Moira shot Ray Wisely winging him. Rupert broke a cultists neck. Red tore at Ray’s leg. Moira shot Ray in the head. Sally continued to chant and Tacheene glowed brighter. The Bloated one swallowed Sally whole. Sally continued to chant feeling the walls of The Bloated squeezing against her like a flesh culvert. Otis dove in after her and fired his pistol from inside but it appeared to have no affect.
James shot the demon again and it spat out Otis and Sally. Sally continued to chant and James shot the Demon which grew still. It’s wounds knitted back together. A cultist begged for mercy and Moira shot her in the head.
The room grew brighter and the room flickered with native ghosts chanting along and dancing. James shot the Demon in the head and it shuddered. It’s body dragged backwards back into the pit. The cave rumbled.and rocks fell in from the ceiling and revealed a ray of light. The fallen rocks filled the pit. Tacheene rose out of the hole and planted himself near the hole.

Sally and the posse went and said good bye to Tacheene. Tacheen gave him a hug. They rode back down to the town and raided Ray Wisely’s house. His diary said that he regretted his plot to take the Daly mine with Plume’s help. After the miner’s died hunger spirits started eating all the food. Plume and his followers were the only ones that could keep them at bay. They opened his safe and stole his money and his silverware. Pearl said she would take over as mayor gesturing at the ten people left in the town. The townsfolk gorged themselves on the food in Ray Wisely’s basement and puked they ate too fast.

The posse left in the morning for Purgatory Colorado on the border of Utah. They sensed something wrong as soon as they arrived. There were bodies in propped up caskets against the wall of the general store. A sign read Now hiring posse to find sheriff and deputy 20$ each.

Going in the general store Sally asked about the sign.
“Sheriff’s been missing maybe dead. I heard he was wounded and went home but I went there and his wife said he wasn’t there. Deputy Beagle was kidnapped by the Di Cappuccinos on account of the Montenegros kidnapping Julietta Di Cappuccino. Though I don’t think she was kidnapped she’s in love with that Romeo Montenegro. They’re at the Bison Hotel. The Di Cappuccino’s run the Coffee Creek Casino.” said Nash Johnson the General store owner.
“Why did they kidnap Beagle, Was he kin to the Montenegros?” asked Moira.
“No. There’re rumors that he was on the take but I find that hard to believe. It does explain the kidnapping though.” said Nash.
“20’s too little for a job of this size. 15$ upfront and again when it’s done.” said Sally.
“I can do that.” said Nash.
They shook on it.
“Have you seen Two women one of them with a giant automaton?” asked Sally.
“Yeah. They were here for a minute waiting on the train.” said Nash.
“What about a circus?” asked Otis.
“I told them not to go to Perdition Colorado. A few families came here from there ranting about how the rocks took their kinfolk. A couple of them had these bad slashes like this.” Said Nash gesturing to show what the slashes looked like. Otis paled remembering the night he lost his partner.
“They was half mad but that Ringleader just looked at me and laughed. His funeral.” said Nash.
The posse went to Coffee Creek Casino.
“Is there a Michael here?” asked Sally of the bartender.
“Yeah. Over there my cousin.” said the bartender.
Sally looked at Moira surreptitiously and gestured her head at the cousin. Moira shook her head.
“Is there another Michael in town?” asked Sally.
“There was a Michael Flannagan. he rode out West.”
Sally Looked at Moira who paled.
“Should we just leave? It hardly seems worth it.” said Sally.
“Nash said he wanted only one gang in this town. Let’s just blow up the building.” whispered Otis.

Till Next time Pardner…

3 experience
1 legend chip for lowering a fear level
100$ each in money and silverware

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