Deadlands: The Flood

Session recap 27: Same family, different story...
What the hell is happening in California

I came here in California to looking for my brother, but what has happend here is quite a different than just following clues.

I followed clues to town called Perdition. I went this saloon named Fallen Angel where my brother used to hang out with his frieds, I guess. I just get my whiskey and one guy comes to me and says that his sorry about everything. He called me Eagle tho, so he could only be Ross, man who has been with my brother. That is the talk on the street of course, black man from south, Ranger Ross… We talked things over and I was ready to help him to get his and my brothers friend out of Lost Angels prison. It didn’t went good…

We ended up to a prison but we escaped. I heard what my brother and his friends where up to so I was ready to help. My brother left these guys because he went after Blood Hunter, those sons of bitches that killed my mother and burned my home town…

Anyways we where back on our mission to look clues about these “Earth Marks” in Dragons Hold. I was eating in Fallen Angel when three men came in with one women prisoner. Her eyes where blinded and her mouth was shut, but no doubt. That prisoner where my little sister… What was she doing here? Was she looking for our brother too?…

Anyways I had to get her free. I went to these guys and asked them where they was taking her and tried to buy her out. I said I’ll pay three times more that LA would pay for her and they said fine. Well I didn’t have the money, but I said to them I pay tomorrow so don’t leave town… We figured out a plan to get her out at night. I used my magic and knocked out her guard and lockpick her chains… Jess, Ross and Pryce left me and Ace here to wait these guys if they went after them, because Jess had ship ready few miles north in thes mad scientis town, can’t remember the name…

Next morning I was waiting these three guys to get down stairs so I could ask my money back because my “product” was missing but I didn’t ever saw these guys. So we headed to Shannonsburg. There we would continue our jorney by train to Fort Lincoln and there with horses to Harmony, looking for these marks.

When we ride strange things started to happen. We saw strange yellow dots, like eyes at nights and at morning we find these hand painting on rock, next day same kind of painting and tomahawk. Back in Perdition one indian shaman gave us a warning that Hasteli is after us and planning to kill us because we where after these marks. Is he really this close to us. Maybe because painting where painted with blood… After I touched one of paintings, next night was terrible…
We where there watching with Pryce and all of a sudden I fell on ground.. I didn’t feel quite right. Like I was sick or something… Anyways I didn’t let it bother me and we continued… Next morning we found another painting with tomahawk and human head witch was cutted clean off… We really had to get to Harmony and fast.

There we where in middle of nowhere when I fell on on my horse… I think this Hasteli had but curse on me on something and I didn’t have much time left… I think everyone noticed that I don’t feel good but I continued anyways. We but a camp here ready for the night and Ross went alone in the woods. It wasn’t so good idea, because after few minutes he yelled and we all started running towards the voice.

In the forest there wasn’t anything. We went back to our camp and I saw black guy, sitting near tree. I went close, tried to raise his hat and then… Well it was Ross but his head fell of… Ross was dead… Then I lost it, my control. I started yelling after these mysterious killers, started shooting blind anywhere where I think they could hide… But for what… For nothing… Hasteli and his men where there laughing at us and this will make them laugh even more… And its get even worse. Ross was the only one that could help me get rid off this curse…

We digged a crave, and throw Ross down to it and… Well I have heard of these undead guys and for my guess, Ace was one… Man with his head cutted off. I really though that man can’t raise up in condition like that but yeah.. Ross was alive, well not alive… YOU KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT… We carried him to Harmony and tried to fix him as good as we could. Well head stays there now… for a moment…

Yeah, quest for looking my brother started and ended straight away. I replaced him in this group and find my sister… Lets see how long I have time anymore… I feel weak, very weak…

Session recap 26: From the eyes of a Ranger
Spirit and a Ranger - Cult of Dragon

At morning of our departure to Dragonhold, gruesome figure walked to Fallen Angel, arriving at nick of time before our departure, like it was all planned out by some greater force. Ragged and disfigured to begin with, Sinfall had gone through new stages of hell. His clothes looked like he had ran all the way to Perdition from Collegium ruins and his skin was pale and man stank even worse than normally… He also tried to cover his chest with jacket, as it seemed like his heart had been torn out by the looks of his twisted wound. It seemed fitting when I later heard story about his fate on that day, when Blake Eagle took him for dead…

Rodrico and Marcus were in for a bit of shock as they also had read letter from Blake and learned that this deadly gunfighter had perished on his mission. I should say I was taken aback too, but somehow I just felt that spirits wouldn’t let him die peacefully… I tried to ignore my dream about doors of cathedral, but I’ve seen how powerful the dark spirits are in California… and a man who is fueled by hate and feared by all, is a great instrument for those serving fear.

I knew this was a curse in blessings guise, but I welcomed it and my friend that I had feared to be lost to me.

We burned with questions, but I brushed them aside, knowing that he needed time to adjust. We leaved to Dragonhold hopeful for new clues. As we arrived we saw that Sutton Thacker knew how to skin men from their wealth.. and worst of all how to make men think that they had won by giving him their money. As we arrived, we saw maze runner belonging to Guardian Angels. Our suspicions grew, but as for town itself, it had to be said that their tame Maze Dragon Jerico seemed genuine. When we went to Thacker, he acted like a business man and told us that they also had a mark in “dangerous place” and he had to give us guardians to enter it. Of course there was a small fee to do that. We agreed to see the next day to conclude this deal. We didn’t have money to spare and we didn’t believe there was a mark, but even small chance that our search would end here was worth the money… at first it seemed as smart thing to wait for day and make a plan if Thacker was going to sell us to Guardian Angels, but quicly the high prices of Dragonhold got us thinking more about money.

I’m not too proud of my actions, but Lost Angeles had took almost every single resource I had, so I chose to take some back. By night I sneaked to their Runner and found it empty. This raised my suspicions against Thackers’ helpfulness and I chose to cripple their boat and do some debt collecting at the same time, stealing their ghost rock and selling it to sailors the next day.

I spent the night on street, talking with Ace. He told about his death. He told about the other side where he met his family. He told about living with them, being happy with them. He told about believing to this paradise… and he told how they were taken from him again. And again, for countless times, leaving him powerless and facing same torture over and over again. And how Agymah had came for him, warning that he would be taken away… but he wouldn’t see his family ever again. He asked about Agymah again, but I still couldn’t tell him the whole truth.. or that I wasn’t even sure what the whole truth was.

When morning came we got ready to go to this so-called “dangerous place”. Marcus stayed as backup, if we were walking to trap, we couldn’t get away from. Rodrico and I left our weapons as they instructed, but Ace just hid his. We might need them yet. As we came to Thackers office, there were five men with purple robes waiting for us, unarmed also. They led us to stairways starting from Thackers’ mansion and leading to tunnels below the maze. Water ran beside tunnels we walked. Place was a true maze and men leading us seemed to circle around to make sure we don’t know where are we going. At last we came to place that had a glyph on a wall… It looked exactly like the mark we described to Thacker… As in it didn’t have the brown paint over it that genuine marks had. It was a hoax. Still I needed to be sure. I knocked myself down opening my arm and let the blood flow to mark. It didn’t react…but something else reacted.

Three heads of small Maze Dragons game up from the water. They started to attack, but men in purple spread out their arms and Dragons stopped. Then we understood. Cult of a Dragon, hiding in plain sight. After this incident, they warned us and started to lead us away. We followed without notion, knowing that finding a way out without them would take days.

Then we heard pleas for help, echoing from one tunnel. Rodrico demanded to see the source. Good man, still looking to help everyone. I felt more cynical, but sided with Rodrico and we got the men to show us what was happening. We came to cell, mined to wall, having large hole with water in it. Inhabiting it were four Guardian Angels. They told us they had families. Even as I had no love lost to Guardian Angels, it haunted me when we walked away, leaving them to their cell.

And then we heard as something came from water and screaming as one of them met his doom under the surface in the teeth of Dragon. Rodrico couldn’t take it anymore. He demanded that the cultist would set Angels free… or that they gave us the light to go and free them. But we were past demanding. I gave Ace sign when they started to attack us and he killed all but two of them. We took two as captives and went to rescue our enemies from this cult. As I picked the lock and let them out, a full grown Maze Dragon came to find his food. We fled to tunnels, led by two cultists, their “god” following us relentlessly.

But we got to stairs. I and Ace watched the prisoners, as Rodrico went to use his magic, so that Angels couldn’t see it. He went to collapse this cave of worship and strike a hard blow against this cult. But as fickle spirits had given Ace back to our group, they took away the onlyone who could still be called a hero. I heard an explosion and scream and as I went to see, I saw collapsion that had happened. The magic of Rodrico had betrayed him and collapsed stairs along with him. I tried to dig it, but quicly understood how pointless it was. There must have been ten meters of stone and Rodrico somewhere under it and we had overstayed our welcome in Dragonhold. We ran to Guardian Angels runner and started our escape. We gave them one chunk of Ghost Rock, stolen from them in the first place, making them even more grateful to us and ironically, Grimme. We fled the Dragonhold before anyone knew what had happened. We asked the Angels to leave us to Perdition and then go to tell Grimme about this unholy cult, that needed to see wrong of its ways through Grimmes anger.

The lies felt empty, but they bought it. I felt empty. I wasn’t even sad, I just knew that what had happened to Rodrico, had happend to many others and would happens still. Maze roots out the heroic, naive and upright and lets the worst ones alive. I didn’t want to admit it to myself but Maze had started to warp me, make me as its picture. I longed for day when this would be over.

As rain came over us, the mocking silhouette of Lost Angels bathed in sunlight.

One last letter...
To Sergeant Alex Ross

I go straight to business. Ace and I went to Collegium’s old ore collection station to find mark, but it wasn’t there. Ace left me in to wasteland and I guess he dragged me behind horse by looking my clothes. Anyway, when I get to ore collection station
I heard one shot down in the mine and when I get there, I saw…
I saw Ace laying there on ground his chest burst open. Bones where so far out and blood everywhere so only thing I could say. Dead, Ace is dead…

Sadly, I have to tell you that I left too. Bloodhunters are still there and I believed that Ace could even survive our mission to… well you know, but now he is dead and I really need make this up to him and for my family…. I’m sorry Ross but this must be done and it couldn’t wait until we are ready for this killing mission.

But if you could send message to ranger that not to kill me while I wander around Texsas looking some information about Bloodhunters. Hopefully we see again and you get our mission done. Show that motherfucker.

Regards Blake Eagle

P.S. And if you ever meet following say them that I’m alive…well still walking and I’ve helped you.

Marcus Eagle
Jessica Eagle
Theresa Eagle
Bruce Eagle

I wish you all best.

Session recap 25: From the eyes of a Ranger
Spirit and a Ranger - Regroup

My dreams have changed.

No more the slaves celebrating, soaked by their masters blood. No more the fearful eyes of Master Ross looking up to me. No more I see you running away, scared.

I still see their faces and faces of others from my travels. But they just stare blankly to emptiness and walk past me, ignoring me totally. They walk through massive doors and I realize that I’m standing before the Cathedral of Lost Angels. I see you , Evelyn, waiting inside the cathedral. I try to warn you. I try to run inside, but cathedral just seems to be farther away and its doors close in front of me, trapping everything I knew inside.

And I’m all alone again.


During our stay on Perdition strange things have started to happen. On Sunday night Lacy O’Malley came to meet us. He told that he was on Lost Angels following the Exorcism of Gao. He told that it took many hours and finally a Chinese daemon came out of Gaos’ body and was sucked inside Grimmes’ staff… but strangest thing was, that Gao still “lived” after that. None of us know what Grimme did to him, but he might have drained the arcane powers Gao possessed to himself. That would explain his power. Anyways, Gao seems to live, and hearing that, talking to him could give us a lot more information about Grimme and his power.

But before taking a risk by trying to save him we need to make sure that the ritual is ready, so our work will not be in vain. I told others to search Dillengers and Smythes library as I consulted spirits. I lost my trinkets to LA and seems that my new ones don’t have as much power. I found out nothing, but others got some theories about possible places for glyphs, if Collegium ruins would be empty. We decided that Jesofat Valley residing North was a good place to check. We also thought that on the way it would be smart to visit Dragonhold, as it’s owner Sutton Thacker was educated on these unworldly things. Rodrigo also had an idea to forge one of our arcane shackles to bullets, to see if they effected unnatural beings.

Couple days later it became clear that it was empty… A letter from Blake was brought to me and told about what happened. Ace was dead and Blake left to continue hunting Bloodhunters. We’d lost two valuable allies in one go. It pained me, but I understood Blakes’ choice. He couldn’t continue with this suicidal cause and know that if we all fell, Bloodhunters might get away with their sins. This wasn’t his fight. Receiving that letter made me more sure about our path to North and my choice to play things safe from now on.

By the eve of our departure to North we received another strange message. An old Indian man, The Green Iguana, came to our door, looking for “those who hunt the runes”. He told that angry Indian warrior Hasteli hunted us. We were told that Hasteli was a powerful hunter and he would find us, guided by the spirit world. I figured that our best bet was to keep moving until we found out more, to avoid further conflict. We decided to leave next noon.

Cathedral looms in my dream once again. I hear the pleas for help coming inside. I run to it. I bang the doors, but I can’t open them. I drop to my knees my hands bleeding from assaulting the door. Blood gushes under the door and screams from inside grow louder.

And the door opens. Black man, top hat on his head opens it. Scarred and battered, another form stumbles out of the door. His eyes burn with hate and vengeance. I know his hateful face.

As I look again to man with top hat I see his face. It’s painted with white, forming a skull and his strange green eyes stare at me. And he closes the door, leaving Sinfall and me outside the cathedral.

And the bell tolls

Session recap 24: From the eyes of a Ranger
Spirit and a Ranger - Breakout

We cannot take chances anymore… This is bigger than me… bigger than us. We can’t walk into Grimmes trap again, after miraculously getting away once. We have to leave Gao and Tom there. We can’t help them. I can’t help them.

In my dreams the Cathedral looms

They got all of us. me, Big Tom, Rodrigo, Eagle. When we woke we were at prison cell, rune inscribed shackles locked in our wrist and legs, stopping us from using our arcane powers. Except Tom, who was being held in different cell, probably to separate witches from common folk. Our trial was short, but surprisingly they didn’t execute us right away. Seemed that Grimme wanted to interrogate us to learn more of our goals, seemingly knowing about our venture.

We knew we needed to disguise our escape attempts so I started to play racist games with Rodrigo, getting in fights and both accusing the other for misdeeds.

When they moved us with prison cart, showing and declaring us as witches to people of the city, we started rocking the cart to tumble it over, seemingly fighting among ourselves. The cart flipped over and broke, guards pulling us out. As they waited for other group of angels to come to clean the damaged cart away, Eagle picked up nail as a lock-pick. Then angels threw us into ship to transport us to the Rock.

In ship we pick-locked the shackles and attacked the guard with Rodrigos tricks catching him guard down. As ship stopped at rock a shootout burst out as guards started looking for us and their missing friend. As Eagle fell to shotgun blast we thought we were goners for sure.

What we didn’t know, was that one of the Angels was working for Men of the Grid. He took couple Angels out, hijacked the boat and escaped to canal. Cooper was his name. He told us about contact, who would be our route to Men of the Grind if needed. Gunther Seebling was his name and he resided at the end of 6th street on a Boat called Wo Tan. If we need to go to Lost Angels, that could be the place to find information. If we’re ever gonna get there without Angels taking us in.

He dropped us to dock and gave us two pounds of Ghost Rock to help us to new start. But new start isn’t something we’re looking for now, it is something I can’t even think about before this is over. We headed for Perdition armed only with couple of shotguns, Guardian Angel robes and shackles that bound us. They got our weapons, our ship, our supplies… and my star. Maybe they burned it with my herb pouch, where it was hidden, or maybe they’ve got as a trophy. But it doesn’t matter. I’m not in this for Rangers anymore.

We need to end this. I need to end this. To avoid reckoning, to avoid blight that Grimmes actions are bringing to world. To make it right for all souls and lifes he has destroyed.

But we can’t let our humanity to cloud us anymore. We can’t save everyone. But we can bring an end to the Church of Lost Angels.

As we entered Dillengers and Smythes apartment in Perdition I had made a choice. We couldn’t endanger the mission for Gao. For Tom. We didn’t know about Blake and Ace, so we needed to regroup, rest and plan our next move… I know it was the right choice, but still it haunts me to leave them behind.

As Sunday came I sat alone, praying for Gao and looking to the might of cathedral. Cathedral that would fall by my hand, or destroy me completely

Session recap 23: From the eyes of a Ranger
Spirit and a Ranger - Rockbottom

After all this time I underestimated him. His city. His power.

He was ready for our powers. His men standing vigilant, ready for witches… But even with that he can never be ready for normal man. He’ll never be ready for Sinfall

When I woke up in Perdition my soul was ablaze. I had failed myself and was eager to prove that I still could get things done, that I could still save my friend. I let my ego take a hold on me.

At doctors office I had a visitor. South had sent a “musician” to help me on my guest. Rodrigo Alvarez was his name. Mexican by birth, one man Southern fire-squad by trade. A shootist on top of his heavy armament. Huge asset. Sent to suicide course following me…

He was eager to help and perform his duty. Shows how much Maze has changed me as this seemed childish to me. If I ever get a chance, I should give him more credit, his path is hard and thankless, as is mine. Without too much thought I took him with me to attack Lost Angeles. Now it seems like waste of his life, but I was long down my way in revenge path.

As we looked for Big Tom, we run into Eagle. Marcus Eagle to be exact. He is Blakes big brother following our trace to Perdition with his… insight, inherited from their lineage from Whateleys. After he heard that I had traveled with his brother, he singed up to assist me with Lost Angeles. Mans overconfidence and impulsiveness were astonishing. Seems that whole Eagle family tries to prove that not all Whateleys are witches and cultists. I took him in paying him 50 dollars for some backup. I don’t think he even had time to use it before all went to Hell.

After these two encounters I finally found Big Tom drinking himself senseless. Be it my my plea for help, or the whiskey controlling his head, he agreed to take me to Lost Angeles. There we needed to get some information about time of Gaos transportation and other things that might get in our way when freeing him. Nobody knew anything more than posters stated and guardian angels kept their mouth shut. So we decided to capture Avenging Angels, a unit leader of Angels.

Plan was to lure him to docks and get me something of his own, so spirits could help to get him away from other Angels without raising suspicion. Eagle told me about his tricks and was set to pickpocket the man. Rodrigo used his Mexican fast-talk to convince that one ship had something wrong in it. I applied my Voodoo to ensure they bought it. When they saw the “poltergeist” I set up, they got a priest to inspect. Eagle took an amulet from Avenging Angels’ pocket while clad in shadows of other-world. We both hid, making sure that no arcane powers were present when priest came. We were sure that we had concealed ourselves…

…but it is the City of Witch Hunters, City of Grimme and we shouldn’t have trusted in what we know about our “normal world”. Even in Maze, Lost Angeles is far from normal.

They found traces of our power. Dragged Eagle and Big Tom to question them alongside outsider. Rodrigo came to stall Angels endangering himself in process. I had to do something.

I stuffed a sack full of ghost rock and ran into view, looking like a lowly thief. I got two of them after me, leaving five to guard others, hoping that they could escape or talk themselves out of it. I tried to make a run through couple alleys to get rid of my pursuers, but gunshots quickly got others to join the chase. They tackled me and beat me senseless.

As I got my consciousness back, they dragged me alongside docks. I saw Rodrigo using his hexes to blow three guards away. I tried to help them using my Voodoo, but I was too weak and darkness swallowed me again. As my body and mind let me down I saw Angeles shooting and beating everyone down, following by my own fall.

It was a risky plan from the start. I rushed to it, thinking I’d healed enough, that my will was enough to pull it off. Thought that city of witch hunters wasn’t ready for us.

I was a fool

Session recap 22: From the eyes of a Ranger
Spirit and a Ranger - Fallen star

I should have died yesterday. I should have died years ago in that barn. I should have died many times, but surviving and carrying the burden of my failings is my curse. It would seems that spirits won’t let me die and get out easy.

Everything is crumbling. After Mercer died by Eagles hand in duel, it has felt as if sky is coming down on us. In Shannonsburg things still looked like improving. I finally got my promotion. Then they put Kangs diplomat following me. “to improve our diplomatic relationship with Kang”. It seems South is now in same boat with that powerhungry madman. We tooked him in and continued to Perdition. There we found out that despite medical attention and my Voodoo Wandegrift had died to his illness from statue.

In Perdition we got a hint that GoldNose Slim was in town. Talk in the streets told that he had ridden with gunmen and Guardian Angel to North. We followed. Wong Fei wouldn’t stay safe. We found cabin where they were. After short negotiation shootout broke out. To keep his men safe, their leader, Randall Hensworth challenged me to duel Goldnose Slims freedom as bet. I accepted.

When we started to circle it hit me: so much was riding on me. So many has died for this, for me. I stressed out and drew first.

When his gun fired I embraced the freedom it offered.

I woke up here, in Perdition. Ace and Eagle had left to follow clue that Goldnose told them. It seems that after duel Wong Fei broke the truce betveen us and got shot. Next day they found Goldnose. Seems Slim had offered more to Randall than Angel could. Ace and Eagle left for old Collegium ruins. It seems they’re still following through with this. Propably better this way. I’ve failed them. Like others. Baane. Hungry Bear. Bronson. Winters. Mercer. Gao.

Gao! The exorcism is this Sunday. Ace and Eagle won’t make it on time. It’s up to me. Gotta make this one thing right.

If I can’t stand like a man with my brothers to stop Grimme as it is, I can try to save even one life I left to rot. Maybe I’m not good enough as a man to continue this battle… But it was as a shadow that I fought best.

Session recap 21
The "diplomat" from Shan Fan

“Why did 師傅 Kang wanted ME of all people to play a diplomat for that 狗笨蛋 fool Norton? Perhaps just to irritate me. And on top of that, the fool of an admiral at the Confederation base said that I would be travelling with an “group of professional soldiers, some of the best that the South has to offer.” I have never in my long years heard such profound 廢話. The “best of the South” as that 白痴 admiral put it, are a ragtag group of drunks who sail on a boat comparable to a row boat. And they are led by an 黑鬼子 no less, who, sadly, seems to be the most accomplished of the bunch. The others seem like your typical low-life and scum that one sees so much here in the West."


師傅= Sifu (master, teacher)
狗笨蛋= Gǒu bèndàn (dog fucker)
廢話= Fèihuà (bullshit)
白痴= Báichī (retard, idiot)
黑鬼子= Hēi guǐzi (black devil, nigger)

Session recap 20
Final thoughts

“Damn them! Damn them all to hell! They would have never gotten this far without me, and this is how they repay me? I should have severed that bastards head from his body long before this, but I was blind. I should have noticed that the Whateley bloodwitch was a walking corpse. The others seemed to know, but they kept it as a secret. Why? Why would they hide his true nature? Maybe they are all like Eagle, demon-possessed hellspawns… yes, that must be it. That must be it! Maybe they never intended to bring Grimme down and they are searching the glyphs for some plan cooked up by their infernal masters residing in the Hunting Grounds. That Whateley servant, James, was probably on this too. That’s why Ross protected him in Gomorra, and that’s how it found us in the glyph cave. It was all an ambush to get rid of me… ahahahahahahhaaa… that must be it. They are all in this together, demon spawns and witches, all of them. That’s why they all just stood there and watched. That’s all they did, JUST STOOD THERE AND WATCHED! And now my life ends here, on this desecrated ship. But they will all get what’s coming for them. Divine retribution will find them, no matter where they hide. I’m sure of it… AhAHAHAHaHAhaahhAhahahAHhahAHAaAAAAa… people may die, but vengeance does not.”

Session Recap 19: Story of my life part 4
Whateley's blood

Hmm… How can I put this… Something strange happened to me today, like every day nova days, but yeah back to the point. Last think I remember was that Big Tom incite me to climb over flipped wagon to see what is inside it. I fell to a haystack and Tumblebleeds knocked me out. Now I was staring paper that my blood family member had wrote while ago in here Whateley’s manor… How the hell I got there. Only thing I remember between that was a terrible nightmare that I had seen since Mexico and when Tommy Knockers got me.

Anyway, there was this 18-20 looking brawny guy named “James” looking us amazed. There was something wrong about this boy. He didn’t remember anything about past, other people. Only thing he remembered that where the manor’s library was and that’s all I need to know about right now.

There I looked books about Whateley, because there could be something about Whateley’s sanctum. I know that there is place for us, if thing go south. But knowing the location was a tricky part but I know where to find it. Before I focus it I tried to look books about magic and I got some luck with me. I find Hoyle book of games -77, well its new but fast looking it trough I might learn something in there.

While I was reading Mercer, Ross and James was looking around the house and Ace was READING. Yes, I didn’t know that he will read anything else than name on the whiskey bottle, usually he skip that too.

I begin ritual at the cellar. Everything was going okay, until I accidentally skipped a row and… Next thing I remembered was location of a Whateley’s sactum, pain in my armpits and on my cheek.
I looked to a mirror and fuck… Now I have dint in my cheek. Well fuck it, we have lots of thing to do. Big Tom said something about it what he things funny and I was about to shoot him about it. That man is starting to get on my nerves. Mercer told that James eated black skull, that was a heart of a big skeleton and started to argue with Ross about to kill James because of it… I really didn’t care. This is Maze, you eat what you have to eat.

After few moments we was ready to go. We headed to a Whateley island where the sanctum and the Earth mark was. When we was near, Big Tom told us that he saw Kang’s ship in the bay. What the hell gooks are doing here. Another side of a island was a old harbor where we left our boat. Mercer and I when up to a mesa and saw ruins and some gook patrol and one ogre with them. Great… Gook’s have destroyed this place and they should all die right now…

We sneaked to a ruins and there I find something interesting while others was searching secret door to a cellar. Page I find was a page of a book called Necronomicon. And that’s some interesting shit. Others found a secret corridor behind a bookshelf. We started to work our way trough the rubble.

At the night Ross wake me up to my watch. He said he will show me the best place to be. There he told me something that I really didn’t want to hear to anyone. Usually these stuff you want to find out yourself and let nobody know about it… I was dead… A Harrowed, demon inside my head… That explains everything.. Ross told me that tumbblebleed killed me, but since I have seen nightmares when we was in Mexico. I think Tommy Knockers killed me there… Well fucking great. This mission was hard without this… Now I have to fear that its takes control and I mess up with everything. That’s why I told Ross that if he things that I’m losing it, he will let Ace just shoot me in the head…

At the morning we continued. Me and Ross when to a little sneaking mission to the bay. There we find out that they were mining something there, maybe ghost rock. But more shocking things to come. Their commander here was Sun Tzu, Kang’s war tactician. How didn’t he noticed us. Well we warn other that who are we against here and that they patrol island with boats too.

While other dig I read more about that ritual and noticed that it should tell blueprints of this place. I did ritual all over again and now it worked. I saw Gook’s mining progress too. But there was a cave under water which connects to tunnel to ruins. We started to figure out plan to get there and for that, we need Ross’s powers. He when to do his rituals…


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