Deadlands: The Flood

Session recap 11-12: Diary of Jacob Mercer
Towards the Sunken City

“By the Saints, I’m going to have nightmares about those ticks for a while. Well, at least we managed to get rid of those pests, so I think the Indians won’t have to worry about them anymore. We coaxed the bugs out of their hiding holes with some quite foul-smelling smoke. After that, it was a simple game of “Keep-your-mouth-shut-and-squish-the-bug”. At first, their numbers seemed overwhelming, but some Indian braves rushed to our aid. And then the big tick, their queen, appeared. I attacked it, thinking that if the queen is killed, the rest of the swarm would scatter, and I was right. After I brought down the big one, the rest of the ticks fled to the mountains. Next time I have the chance, I’m gonna buy some lamp oil, just in case.

In the morning, we would head to the ruins of San Diego, but now, thanks to our successful bug hunt, it was a time for celebration. I noticed that Winters seemed to get along with a certain Indian lady pretty well. Good for him. Maybe he’ll have a place to return to when this is all over. That reminds me, the next time we’re in a town, I’ll have to send a letter to Linda and Samuel, they must be worried sick. And Samuel’s birthday is coming up in couple of weeks, so I should send him a gift. First, I’ll have to find something nice. Maybe I’ll find something suitable in San Diego…

Anyway, as the morning dawned, we boarded the boat and headed to the Sunken City. One of the tribes warriors acted as our captain and guide. We left our horses behind to the Indian village, well, except for one. Sinfall insisted that we take his horse or “Molly” as he calls it, with us. That bloody nag is so curious that you wouldn’t believe! It almost got it’s face bitten off by a passing devil ray because of it’s curiosity. Well, you know what they say, “curiosity killed the cat”, or “horse” in this case. Luckily, we managed to avoid any bigger creatures (and pirates and Saints know what else), so as the sun was setting down, we arrived to a small settlement just next to the submerged ruins of San Diego. I wonder how we are going to find the petroglyph in there, provided there even is one. I pray for the Saints that it won’t involve some Smith & Robards submersible contraption. I’d rather fight a Maze Dragon bare-handed than set my foot in one of those deathtraps."

Session recap 9 & 10:

The story of “Willbane”

Willbane. Ace “Willbane” Sinfall. Have you ever wondered how I got the name? I got it in a dueling tournament. It was the summer of 1877, in Silver Lining near ghost trail, not too far from here. There I was, doing what I do best, drinking like there’s no tomorrow. I was sitting at the saloons counter, when I overheard someone talking about “the competition”. I asked the bartender what were they talking about, and heard there was a dueling competition tomorrow, starting at sunrise. Some rich tinhorn was offerin 3000$ for the fastest gun in the west. Well of course I entered the competition too. Anyone would for that kind of money.

So, at sunrise, I woke to gunshot. I had passed out at the counter. I was hungover like hell. I walked outside and saw the townsfolk who had gathered at both sides of the road. The starting shot of the tournament had been shot. My head was killing me. Then they called my name. And some other guys too. Well great, I just woke up and someones trying to kill me. Well, not really. The rules said “First blood”. So the first man wounded and down, loses.

Well, lets skip a few boring parts. I shot people faster than they could shoot me. Few of them even managed to hit me. But thanks to this metal plate of mine, I was left unscathed. But the last duel sparked my legend.

There I was. Standing in the middle of the street. Palms sweating and with a headache that could kill a man. The friggin sun was in my eyes and my throat was full of the desert dust. I was irritated. I thought I could snap at any moment. And my challenger stood there, shaking like a leaf in the wind. I just stared at him. I just wanted him to draw so we could get this over with. But then… He clutched at his chest and fell backwards to the ground. He twitched a few times and then went silent.

A local doctor rushed to him. He was dead. Everyone was looking at me in terror. The whole town was silent. I just walked to the saloon and ordered a drink. Later that night, I was declared winner. The tinhorn gave me my 3000$. The doctor said that my challenger had a stress induced heart attack. After that, people have been calling me Willbane. The man who could stare you to death.

Session recap 9: Railhead & Mad Science

Goddamn I was drunk.. I think I’ll drink myself to death some day if this keeps up.. I blabbered the story of my nickname on the way to Railhead. At least I think so. I was drunk at the time.

In railhead, I let the others do the investigatin’ and managing the horses. I just tried to quench my endless thirst at the saloon. After a while the others came and told me the plan. We got on horses and started riding. Once again, I got the friggin stubborn mule that would not just listen. It stopped at every bloody rock or track to look at it. Too damn curious. I need to get one of those horse eypatch thingies so the bloody animal can see straight.

Ross tracked the robbers to a really small ruined city. We saw a huge hole in the ground and everybody got a chill in their backs. Bah, we’re in the mojave desert, what the hell could be here? Damn fools, they knew where we were going. Should have packed a box of dynamite with us.

Oh well, we did not encounter mojave rattlers like I thought. We were riding closer when all hell broke loose. Some sniper shot a bullet through my right cheek and it left from the other one. I fell from my horse and the bloody thing ran like hell. Then the lead started flying.

Normal men would just run into cover and shoot from there. I was so bloody angry I just ran at the shooters, firin’ my six shooter like I had unlimited ammo. Eagle used some manitou magics and shot a huge energy blast at the building, which destroyed a huge part of it. The man who shot me dropped like a fly. Damn you Eagle, I wanted my revenge!

After that some damn weird scientist drove from behind the building, trying to escape. I was busy trying to kill the man who was shooting at us with a gatling rifle loaded with exploding bullets. A few moments later the yellow livered bastard shot me in the leg and I fell. My leg just would not move.

The others seized the scientist and the gatling rifle guy. “Hans”, that was the name of the gatling guy. Damn my memory is deteriorating. Must be the scorching sun Takes a large sip from a whiskey bottle

I passed out from bloodloss. I remeber the ranger discussing with the doctor we were supposed to catch. A few moments later, those two, Hans and Mr. MAD science was our friends. BAH. Well, as long as we get the bounty, I do not care.

Their plan or “agreement” was to take the doctor to the rangers. And Ross personally had to take the bloody bastard there. We returned the invention for the bounty and got the money. Oh yeah, and I think the bloody mule started to listen. When we got back to railhead, I bought it. It was cheap. I think the horse is sick or something. Well, no problems yet. A few moments later, we were on the rails to Tombstone.

Session recap 10: Tombstone & Cowboys

We got to Tombstone in the morning. The sun was rising. Before breakfast time, we already were starting a fight with the cowboys. Three cowboys were making some townsfolk dance with their revolvers. We got closer and “persuaded” the three to stop. They just shouted at the local saloon “50$ for each of these fools!”. BAH. A friggin fifty? I’m a man dangerous enough to have a few thousand under my name. I just scared the few cowboys away by shooting away their sashes. Ross and Mercer handled the townsfolk. I’ve never seen grown men running like a swarm of cattle.

After that the rest of the gang started investigatin’. We went to the Tombstone Epitaph headquarters and asked around. Hank “One-Eye” Ketchum returns to Tombstone in a week, give or take. When we got out, a man came to us. Doc Holliday. I’ve heard of him. Can’t remember where.

Well, we went to Ike’s place. It was swarmed with cowboys. The gang, not the animal herder kind. We started playing poker. Lost 40 or 60$. Not sure, I was drunk at the time. I think Holliday cheated. Can’t be sure.

And then Curly Bill Brocius, the current boss of the cowboys enters the saloon. Old man Clanton is the boss, but Bill takes his place when Clanton is not around. With CBB came Johnny Ringo. I wonder what is going to happen…

Session recap 8: Diary of Jacob Mercer
The new guy

Day 1

“Day one in the Maze. Home sweet home. Well, you can’t really say that about California anymore. I was on my way back to Idaho, when I had a vision about Grimme and Lost Angels. Guess the Saints really wanted me back here. Well here I am. "

Day 2

“It seems that things in here are even worse now. Abominations, bandits and the Church still holds a lot of power. I’ve got my work cut out for me.”

Day 6

“Received a message from an old friend today. His name is Dwight Shelton, and he’s quite possibly the only rancher in the Maze. He wrote that he had some problems with Guardian Angels. Always glad to help old friends, especially if that means that I’m doing some damage to the Church.”

Day 8

“Finally arrived at the Shelton ranch. It seems that Shelton has hired some help already. There was a familiar face among them, a Texas Ranger named Alex Ross. We were on a mission together, back in ’78. The other three men were all strangers to me, although I recognized the green-eyed huckster from my visions.

Shelton told me that Guardian Angels have been attacking his cattle. They had been repelled once before, but it was sure as hell that they would come back for revenge. And soon."

Day 9

“Well, I was right. Last night we were attacked by a flight of Angels. We fended them off without any casualties on our side, but the Angels were not so lucky. We managed to capture two of them for interrogation. They didn’t know anything relevant, just that they were commanded to burn this place to the ground because it was a “nest of sin”. Well anyway, I think that the ranch is safe for now.

Ross also told me about their plan to topple Grimme. Something about Indian petroglyphs and tidal waves. It sounded pretty insane, but I’ve heard about stranger things. Since their martial artist is currently imprisoned in the Rock, I have decided to join them. I know a thing of two about the Church, so I think they will find me useful."

Day 10

It seems that the next petroglyph is in the Sunken City. So, we headed to Lost Angels to look for a ride, but we were unable to find a suitable ship to take us there. This was mostly because we were a bit short on cash, so to say. There was only one way to remedy the situation, and that was to find a job that pays well. And thank the Saints, we did find one such job. In the town of Progress, there was a scientist who had her science crap stolen by a bunch of bandits. Progress was pretty near Lost Angels, so we walked there. Also, I was able to evade the Guardian Angel patrols while we were in the city. Guess the new ones don’t recognize me yet. Amateurs.

After a few hours of walking, we came to the gates of Progress. It really was an unpleasant surprise to find out that the Church had extended its tentacles to even here. Luckily, I remained unnoticed by the Angels guarding the city. So, we went to the office of this scientist mentioned in the bounty poster. She offered us 5000 dollars for bringing back her science…things. We of course accepted. We also figured that the parts must have been stolen somewhere between Progress and Railhead. So we hired a stage coach to take us there. By the Saints how I hate these things. They are slow, uncomfortable and cramped, and on top of all that, you have to pay for them."

Day 12

“I think we found the carriage that was transporting the parts. It was somewhere half between Progress and Railhead, toppled over. Some of the parts were still inside the carriage. There were a couple of bodies there, presumably the guards that were supposed to guard the delivery. Also, the meat was cut from the horses. Someone was hungry. Which is no wonder, this is California after all. Ross found some tracks leading further to the desert, but our driver refused to follow those tracks, so we decided to continue towards Railhead.”

Day 13

“Railhead. Finally. God I hate stage coaches.”

Session recap 7: Eyes of a great hawk
All the details

First posse was getting apart at Shelton’s ranch. Ross and Gao went to city of Lost Angels. Gao to take a part of mass and Ross to be backup if anything goes wrong. Sinfall’s and Eagles story, you can read all about it right below this.

Saturday evening Ross and Gao arrived to Lost Angels’ harbor. Ross went to get information about posses status with RTchestnutts. Of course the place was closed this time of a night and he moved to the boarding house, where they was planned to stay this night.

They both went crazy that night.
Gao’s manitou took control and Ross was doing his daily rituals and something went wrong too. I lost them for a bit in my eyesight. Next day I found Gao walking on a streets of LA and he went in to the boarding house. Luckily Ross was there too.

Bells of a Lost Angels cathedral start making announcements about up coming mass. About 11.30 Ross and Gao went there too. Ross stayed outside and Gao went to a mass.

In there Gao had ponderous time. He struggle against hunger and reverend Grimme’s propaganda.
Three hours later communion started and Gao saw Arch Angel Michael waving him to come over. Michael guided Gao to the cathedrals belfry. There Gao met Grimme himself. Grimme was talked about Gao’s joining his church and then he told the truth. He knew all this time about Gao, Ross and Eagle and the marks what they “collected” to stop Grimme. Gao attacked Grimme and after little bit of fighting he punched Grimme out of belfry and they both was falling down. Angel came down in to a heaven to take Grimme and landed him right next to almost dead Gao. He made a little speech and then they started to move Gao to the Rock.

-Great Hawk

Session recap 7: Story of my life part 3
Maze and the cattle 2.0

At the Saturday evening Gao left to LA with Ross. Gao told us that he was going to get in to Grimme’s “gang” and Ross went there to got his back.

Later that night there was no shifts at all. We all stay awake during that whole night. I was about to get sleep when I saw some movement around ranch, but it was only drunker Sinfall getting back to his patrol around mesa. I was just start talking about his past but then it happened. More movement in the horizon. I alerted Sinfall and we headed to those mysterious slashers. I sneaked the back while our little boozer was taking their attention. I waited the right moment and then BAAAAM!!! I took four of them with a single blast. And then, I guess next target was their leader, because at the same moment that I did my magics one man yelled: “Get that witch”. He summoned some kind of abomination at the battlefield. Sinfall and I took that down easily and after that their leader. On of the hooded mans tried to escape, but I shoot few times and he stopped moving.

Finally we know how these slashers was and fuck… I should… We should have known. Motherfucking Guardian Angels from the motherfucking LA and from that motherfucker Grimme’s little secret “gang”… Well, that man is one of a big fucking idiot that doesn’t even want real meat to the people of LA. His own choice. We will kill you anyway. We told Mr. Shelton who the attackers was and then I realized something. Where they came from and especially how. I ran to that direction where they came but it was too late. I saw a Maze Runner heading away… But one thing was certain. They might have inside man, because there is tent pegs on a ground and ropes on the edge of mesa.

Next morning Shelton waked us up and told us our next job. Get an idea how to keep those fuckers away. After few hours of sleep we started to make a plan to protect this mesa and about same time Ross came back. He told us that Gao was taken by the Grimme and his Angels to the Rock… Well simply fuck. How long Gao could hold their torturing. We are in danger, great danger. If he tells that “preacher” anything I swear I shoot that fucking petard right between the eyes. If Grimme kills him after he told us anything. I’ll travel to hunting ground to kill that son of a bitch again…

Well I need to calm down and keep my focus. We need plan to get Gao out. I don’t trust the guy, so that boost my motivation a lot to get him out…

This is story of my life part 3
-Blake Eagle

Session recap 6: Story of my life part 2
Maze and the cattle

I came to California to find new life and forget the past, but what did I found? I found suffering and sorrow, which reminds me for everything I left behind eight years ago. Even the happiest things reminds me…

And yeah, I got a story to tell you. Life here is very, very wierd.

A few days back, we got a job to go Archeron bay, and fight seamonster in there, and yeah. You might think I’m crazy, but I’m not. Come here and take a look… But oh, where was I. Yes, it didn’t went well. But its another long story.

We have been on a self-made raft for, only god knows how long. Captain Hill’s crew died one by one, because we haven’t got any food or water to drink. Man, we didn’t even talk to eatch other that time. It took hours, and hours. After night and few hours later we finaly made it back to Carvers landing. Firts thing in my mind was food, I need to get it and fast…
When I fast eating there, Ross and Gao found me there too. They was talking something about job but they need to find Sinfall first. They asked me did I know where he went. I quess he went somewhere to drink something. His prioritys are were different from “normal people”. I think its alcohol, guns and then the rest.

After eating I went for looking some new, dry clothes. These prices here, fuckin’ too expensive…

About hour later I found rest of my posse and we got ourself a job, which is quite faraway from here. In sunken city of San Diego, where can be mark that we are looking for. Problem was, how the fuck we get there without ship, without money… Luckily we found Captain Ashley Williams, who was on his way to Lost Angels. Well, thats a start for our long journey to San Diego. We talk on our 2 hours trip and he worked for RTChestnutts corporation, and they might be on their way to San Diego very soon. Sounds good to us and in LA, we went their office to ask some work. They ask us to fill some papers and wait…

I was full of this shit and I needed to relax a bit. I took a walk in LA and see how its really is and I went to cathedral of LA with Gao. The cathedral was huge and, I have to say this, it was the most beautiful of all cathedrals and chuchest that I have ever seen in my whole life. I was really amazed. When I left Gao stayed there and talked some gold-robe guy there. Who the hell was he and what the hell Gao is up to now. I really don’t trust this dead asian guy… He has something inside him, that he don’t tell us. But I’m going to find out…

I met guys again and they find something really interesting and strange job for us. Some guy named Dwight Shelton has some problem with his cattle in his ranch here is Maze. Yeah you might think what I think. How the hell someone can keep cattle here alive.
We found their worker at Lost Angels bay and we get ourselfs a ride to Shelton’s Ranch.

We arrived there and really, there was mesa in middle of Maze, where grass grows and there is real longhorns grazing. Well my mind was blow away at this point. So much strange stuff in short moment..

Inside Dwight’s ranch house, he offered us a dinner while we talked our job. We all looked amazed the food we get there. Real, texas style steak, and there was no doubt its not 100% beef… I haven’t eat this good since the last day at home back in north… And same time it hits. Alex Ross asks me about my past and I didn’t know why but I told my story with unknown family, Winters, Sinfall, Ranger Ross and Gao… Know they all know. Ross told me that he could know who the attackers might be. Well, something good.

But yeah, back to mission. There was Shelton’s ranch and his cattle. Someone is slashing his cattle randomly at nights and it is serious problem, cause it hard to keep cattle at Maze without some cattleslasher… We take guarding shifts at nights and next day we when to look mesa and find some evidences. Ross found some strage holes in the edge of mesa and we figured they might have climbed up here. Well there is nothing else than wait for the next attack and catch one of the slashers.

Next night I took a shift with Ross. I asked him about the attacker and he told me they could be organization named, Bloodhunters and Ross told me that same people killed Sinfall’s family too. I think I talk to Sinfall soon about this.

This is Story of my life part 2.
-Blake Eagle

Session recap 5: Stories from the trails
Seamonsters and misfits

Cowboys campfire, Winters tales

Well tonight I’m gonna tell you whole kinda different tale from my ventures and its true ’n’ all thou that might not sound so.

Best I start ‘bout the moment we said yes to captain named Hills in Carvers landing. You see he had a job to do that needed good men, fine enough anyway to fight a friggin’ sea monster! Well we were of course best posse that happened to be around. So we got to our boats us, Hills own gang and another guys under captain Blando and headed to Archeron bay. Ever heard about the monster of Archeron bay, of course not ‘cause we dealt with it! Thou not how you would picture it I think.

It was 2nd of May that we got to the bay and not sooner that we got there that gigantic tentacles attack us. They got us by surprise and started smashing our ships. Few hit we could take but monster was relentless and even cannon fire could not make it stop its assault. It got most of us on its grip but we got away from slimy tentacles time and again only when our ships broke to pieces did our hope seem lost. Well if not for our good ranger Ross we might have died to the last man that man has tricks you see, tricks that normal cowboy like me don’t understand nothing. Anyways our ships were lost and monster was draggin’ us to depths, but instead of killin’ us it dragged us inside a shipwreck named Archeron. In the deeps you could also see that it was not a single monster but all tentacles were their own monsters!

Broken hull of Archeron was full to burst with old bones of sailors and we were sure it was ours destiny too. I can’t tell you how long we were on the bottom of the maze but after some time we started hearing something movin’ around the wreck. Soon after, the biggest friggin’ octopus raised its head from that murky water, it was meanest lookin’ one too with one eye popped by harpoon still stickin’ from it. As the monster rose from the water it let out groanin’ voice full o’ pain. It crept closer to us still groanin’ and I dunno who it was gettin’ the idea that we should pull harpoon out of its eye and not push it through its ugly mug. Whoever it was we did it and got that harpoon out and as soon as it was done monster disappeared and we were left to dark. Short while after we could feel the thing grab us and it started liftin’ us back to surface, didn’t know monster were the kind to return favors. All ‘n’ all monsters stopped harrasin’ Archeron bay after that and we were able to make some rafts from the parts of our three boats and headed back to Carvers landing.

Session recap 4: The diary of Gao Lin
Duels, Discoveries and Demolitions

Diary of Gao Lin, second entry

It has been a while since I’ve last written anything here. A lot has happened since my last entry: I’ve found Ross and Eagle and we have once more joined forces and we are once again hunting for the glyphs. Ross has also recruited some new travelling company for us, a bounty hunter named Ace Sinfall and a cowboy, Josh Winters. They seem capable enough, but I don’t trust them. If they are in on this only for the money, how can I? What if some underling of Grimme offers them more than Ross? What then? They just stab us in the back? If that time ever comes, I have to be prepared.

But enough of my suspicions. Our hunt for the earth glyphs has led us to Carver’s Landing, a mining town west of Lost Angels. We traveled there in hopes of asking the miners if they knew anything about these Indian marks. And fortune smiled upon us, as Winters found out that northwest of here, there was a place that was plagued by almost constant earthquakes. But before we could set sail, Sinfall had gotten himself into a duel with a wanted criminal, Rabid-Rance Hitchcock. I sat in the sidelines and watched the two men take shots at each other. Sinfall was wounded, but ultimately triumphant. The outlaw he killed was taken to the sheriff’s office in Lost Angels. After delivering the body of the outlaw to the sheriff and spending the night in Lost Angels (something I was strongly against), we sailed to the rumored site of the glyph. There we found a cave and indeed that cave harbored an earth glyph. But we were not the first ones there. Professor Vandegrift and his somewhat lazy bodyguard had already taken residence there and the professor was conducting some kind of experiment on the glyph. It seemed like it was the experiment that was causing the earthquakes in the area. We first were suspicious of the professor and he of us, but it soon turned out that he was a friend of Pennington-Smythe. Professor Vandegrift told us that these glyphs might have been the cause of the Great Quake that destroyed half of California and the marks can be “charged” with blood and the charge will hold for many months. If it is indeed true, we have to be careful not to let history repeat itself. After we all had bled on the glyph, we were ambushed by stone spirits. But strangely enough, they were not interested in us, but instead they started destroying the professors machines. Us and the professor fled the cave and we all headed back to Carver’s Landing. There, we said our goodbyes to professor Vandegrift as he left for Perdition to join up with Pennington-Smythe and Dillenger.

Winters had also heard of a different cave that was a potential glyph site. After fighting against a pair of shark creatures and doing some demolitions, I discovered for my great disappointment, that the cave contained no glyph, only large amounts of gold and ghost rock. After searching the cave and the mesa thoroughly, we headed back to Carver’s Landing. It would now seem that we need to head further to south, to the Sunken City, in search of the next glyph.

“He who strikes first prevails, he who strikes late fails.”
-Cao Cao

Short Story / Session recap 3

Crazy town, Population: 5

Where the hell should I even start. A few months ago, I was just a normal bounty hunter with normal problems, like “Gee-whiz, the horse ate my hat!” or “Oh no, I’m out of bullets!”. My daily life was simple. Wake up, try to kill something that has dollars under his name, get drunk and pass out.

Now I’m supposed to save the friggin world by bleeding on some magical runes that are hidden all over the maze, so we can drown 13 disciples of a cannibal cult priest, who is invulnerable otherwise. Or something like that, I was drunk at the time.


Well if somebody would tell you that, would you believe the bastard? No, you would say he is crazy and should be in an asylum. BUT, what if there were three crazy men? What if one of them is a Texas ranger, another one is a dead man walking and the last one can turn a deck of playing cards to a deadly weapon?

Yeah, the posse is full of some kind of mumbo jumbo magic users that shoot fire out of their asses! Only me and the cowboy even resemble something normal. My first thought was “Okay, I can make some money out of this”. Second thought “Holy mother of Jesus, is that a demon!?”. I’m starting to believe their story. It is hard NOT to believe in the supernatural when burning people are running towards you, commanded by a horned devil straight outta the bible accompanied by fire and brimstone.

There was something about that demon. It looked in to my eyes, pointed at me and then the burning men attacked. The bastard challenged me, then fled like a coward. Next time I see it, I’ll finish what he started. I’ll send it back to hell where it came from.

Now we are trying to find the next rune. We have some clues, but nothing certain. And we are in the god forsaken maze. Everything is expensive, monsters lurk in the shadows and the whiskey is horrible. I did not know that someone could actually make bad whiskey.

But this ain’t all bad. I’m too good to be just fighting against humans. It has been a long time since I’ve had any challenge against normal gunslingers. I needed more. I needed something out of this world. I needed… the supernatural.

Session recap 2: From the eyes of a Ranger
The Posse divided - the other side of the story

Tales from the road: Alex Ross speaking to Sinfall and Winters

The attacker I knew back in the runner. His name is Gao Lin.

One of the most fearsome martial artists out there, second only to 37thchambers leader, Wong, who also was one of our guests back in the runner… Yeah, the man with moustache and shooting light from his hands. The only reason we’re still alive is because they didn’t want to harm us, only our cargo.

But still I need to find them… well Gao mostly. I owe him the benefit of a doubt about his reasons to attack us. He also knows more about hour mission to bring down Grimme and his church.

Before getting thrown to jail, I was on a mission helping a group of people trying tobring church of Lost Angels down. Gao was one of them. We’ve been through a lotin a short time, fighting against warlord Kang and abominations that lurk underthe surface of Maze.

When we fought together for the Mohave Indians Holy Ground, I thought that Gao died fighting a massive automaton, like most of our posse. I had to make tough decision and I set a whole cavern full of Ghost rock on fire… which is why I was on my way to meet execution squad back in the fort.

How did I get out? Well, the Admiral has a taste for glory and fear for the Lost Angels as the rest of us do… well of course not you, Ace. Should you stop drinking for this day? As I was saying ,I promised that he would receive the glory for taking down Grimme and his lieutenants and help him with this sabotage problem with Elsbethtowns deliveries… In return, he let me go without incident and got last of our companions, Blake Eagle, better medical care… probably he would have given me soldier too, but I’m not sure Confederation army can be trusted. That’s why you two gunslingers were a lucky break for me.

but of course it couldn’t be normal robbers as my loyalty test. Hrmh.

So when we find them, just stay aside, I’ll need to talk to Gao… he might think that I left him behind on that field, so I’ll need to set things straight. And if he has… lost it, It’s my job to deal with it. There’s no need for you to fight 37th chamber because of this.

…and don’t worry, Sinfall… whatever happens, I’ve made sure that if Grimme falls with your help, you’ll get the Blood Hunters.


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