The Song of Amergin

Of Broken Images
"It is good to see you again, my friends."

After the seige on the refugee outpost of Castropol, there was only a brief reprieve in which another group of refugees could enter the city. this included two new travellers looking for Santigo. The Man with the red bandanna that the characters had been dreaming of, pulling them to fight in defense fo the city, including the two newcomers, a Marshall and Balkhani man who seemed to also have been dreamt of.
The Chronicler fixed the Slave Crawler vehicle and everyone piled in, bursting through the gates of Castropol and towards Madrid to break the seige. It seemed Madrid was not being overrun, but the forced there were holding back Madrid from being able to send reinforcements to the soldiers at Castropol and in order for the man with the red bandanna, Santigo, to be able to take the travelers to where his dream had been leading them all.
On the way to Madrid the crew, lead by Santigo’s navigation and the Chronicler’s driving, ran into a group of Balkhani Merceneries right outside the city who were willing, after some discussion to aid in the ending of the Madrid siege. There weren’t many, just enough to keep the Madrid forces occupied and inside the city walls. With the aid of the mercenaries and their armor, Santigo provided a distraction as the Motley Crew of travellers tested the metal of the African forces and found them lacking. It was not overly easy, but the Africans were killed or driven off, and Madrid could finally send reinforcements to Castropol.
At that Juncture, Santigo agreed to lead the intrepid dreamers to the site where he’d been dreaming of all of these gathered and other things. He didn’t know what it meant, didn’t know what we would find, He wasn’t even sure what was prophetic dream and what was nonsense.
Arriving at the sea cave of Santigo’s dreams, there is a vault inside, one of the old one of the Recombination Group. Approaching, the door opened, but not enough for the vehicle to come through. The Marshall declared she’d seen this movie as a child and she speculated the door was going to close behind us if we went inside.
At first it was not so, and the Chronicler even got the power working. But the button on the platform in the center of the room told other stories. The hologram of a woman welcomed the heroes to their new home and the door closed as if greeting willing participants for the first time. The noise in the walls started after that.
The power fizzed and died with the hologram, and each subsequent time the button was hit while it would return briefly, it was only to plunge the group into darkness yet again. The Chronicler had determined the door lock was unfixable and the lights were the next priority, but there were… things in the walls. The group was attacked in the darkness by monsters previously only heard of to most, feral things that had once been people, now tainted the Spores.
Fighting back the two from the main room, the group was forced through a vent shaft into a control room of sorts where the Chronicler found a way to control the power. Very little was found in the lockers, a few personal belongings, some medical supplies and names mostly. After fighting off another Spore creature from the mess hall… the humming began. A strange, eerie sound that echoed from the entire bunker almost for how it echoed, during which the cryo chamber was found.
The first time no one entered, because there such a dense spore presence it was going to be assured of sickness if the room was occupied for too long. Three of the four cryo chambers were broken, and the group summarized that this might have been the three creatures previously fought. The fourth was… foaming. It was strange and unnatural but there wasn’t a whole lot of time to contemplate before the humming and strange noises got louder.
A being, made of pure spore and growing from some poor Ashen, crawled from the air duct at the entrance of the Vault. It possessed four legs and an amorphous central form and dragged the eerily singing body of the Ashen behind it.
The group could not, through its best efforts, find a way to wound the creature. They retreated back into the cryo-chamber and sealed the door. The ceiling breathed and the single unopened chamber foamed a putrid substance from cracks in its protective casing.
Eventually, the group decided to open the chamber – there was not much else for them to do. A blonde woman, unclothed and unconscious, fell to the floor. The skin on her back was bubbling, and when the bubbling blisters burst, they released the foam that had been pouring from the chamber. Eventually the bubbling stopped and the woman began to stir. She stood and greeted the group, stating that she was so very happy to see them again – and that they had a lot to do. She asked for the Chronicler to open the doors to the cryo-chamber room. They warned her of the creature outside. She said that she knew it was there and asked for Aperture to open the door anyway. When the door slid open, the creature immediately pried its way into the room. The woman reached out and simply touched the creature and it’s body fell to the floor, writhing and melting away into the same foam that had been pouring from the blisters on her back.
Kain allowed the woman, whose name they assumed was Sho-Dan (since that’s what was written above her cryo-chamber), to borrow some loose fitting clothes to cover herself with. They all quickly moved to the Slave Crawler and headed off in the direction of Castropol. Shodan stated that she was so happy to see them, and that she was so excited to be breathing fresh air again – but she was sorry they would have to be walking back to Castropol. A second later, one of the tires blew and the group unloaded their gear and began the long walk back to Castropol.

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The Cruelest Month
Lilacs out of the dead land...

April.

The outpost of Castropol sat snug among the sea cliffs in nortwestern Hybrispania. With it’s back to a sheer drop of over one-hundred and fifty feet, Castropol could only be effectively attacked from one direction – the south. Indeed, the south, from which hordes of African Scourgers poured onto the continent to strip it of its resources and precious pre-Eschaton artifact. And Hybrispania had been a blood-soaked land for longer than most anyone could remember, being the western front in Europe’s fight against the invading Scourgers. It was a dangerous land, and very few people journeyed there unless they were prepared to bare witness to the horrors of war. For that reason, very few people who could not call Hybrispania their home even dared to journey there at all. Nonetheless, it is into that very land that a group of tormented souls were called. There dreams intensified, the call to the bloodied land growing louder in their minds, until they risked madness if they ignored it any longer. So, they set out, traveling from Borca, Purgare, and even as far away as Pollen in hopes of calming the chaos of their dreams. The first of the three heroes to arrive were the Jehammedan Saraeli,Isla Modica – the Scrapper, Bettina Nikopol – and the Chronicler, called Aperture. They had had visions of a man with red head wrappings and oyster shell pauldrons. So, upon entering the outpost, the three began to immediately look for this man. Bettina was not comfortable checking her weapon in with the Master at Arms and so decided to conceal her crossbow and enter into the outpost as an illegally armed civilian. Isla, while searching the refugee camp along the cliff wall, encountered a woman whose daughter was very sick. The woman begged the Jehammedan to utilize any medical arts she might have to save her daughter. Isla did what she could and the woman rewarded her with all the money she had left. The Chronicler waited and observed. Bettina grew restless and started pressing the outpost’s militia to point her in the direction of the man with the red headband. The militia only made suggestive remarks to her, and she answered by drawing her weapon and threatening violence. All hell proceeded to break loose, as the Jehammedan woman somehow became involved in the commotion. In no time at all, the entire outpost was searching for Bettina and the ranking officer, Captain Dugalle, was ready to throw the Chronicler and Jehammedan out during the next Scourger attack. But they had managed to find Santigo, the man with the red head wrappings and oyster shell pauldrons. He had dreamt of them as well, and he was to lead them to the sea caves northwest of Castropol as soon as they had the chance.
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