Deadlands 2016 @ Mika's

Giant worms, handfuls of nope
and the return of Elric

Just as we were about to head in to the caves, Elric arrived. He had made his own way here after recovering from his sickness.

We made our way in to the caves and came across a strange stone column that looked to be some kind of altar. It seemed to have been brushed over by Dr Fortune’s group. We were then set about by the horrific little creates that we had seen outside, but we made short work of them. At least I don’t think anyone’s pregnant with demon dinosaur babies.

We later came across a rather smooth tunnel that looked like, according to Raft, it had been made by rattlers. Elric blocked it off with explosives. We didn’t die. The ground kept rumbling after this.. like something was underneath us. We fought off another attack by the smaller creatures. Helped mostly by Raft, shooting his lantern in mid air to cause the fire to scare them off.

Further in to the caverns we find the current dig spot, and begin to brush away at it, soon coming across another perfectly preserved dinosaur skeleton. We hoisted it in to a mine-cart and covered it with sheets before moving it out of the mine shaft.

Once outside, we were met by Dr Fortune. She didn’t seem to believe our stories about what we were doing in the mine. Raft challenged her to a duel but..

It was interrupted by an enormous rattler worm attack! Along with what seemed to be it’s young. Dr Fortune and her group joined us in killing the giant beast.. an alliance I expect to be short lived.

In tents encounters
and a burning horse

At the University, we received the latest in our apparent series of odd-jobs. Professor Jameson from the Paleontology department had asked for our help with something. He was awaiting us in Wakehold, Utah. It took us a few days ride on the rail network to get there. On the way, we stopped by the Tombstone Epitaph offices to let them know we had actually dealt with the train cult that people were apparently going wild hunting for.

Once we arrived in Wakehold, we headed straight for the saloon, The Dispute Hole, and met with the professor. He claims that his rival, Dr Amelia Fortune, had recently made a grand new discovery and he would like us to check it out to ensure it was legitimate. Black River railroads were seen to be working with Dr Fortune.

Hades and I went to read up on paleontology for a bit, as we intended to bluff our way in to Dr Fortune’s dig site. Raft and Nakomi stayed in the saloon to talk to 5 Black River goons who had arrived to get drunk. Apparently something has been killing their workers at the dig site.

Hades and I also went to fake a telegram from Dean Lockwood, the dean of Miskatonic university which would help “verify” our employment at the dig site.

The next day we followed the Black River workers to the dig site. I and Hades were claiming to be paleontologists with the others guarding us. Hades bought me a vocal unction elixir to help me smooth talk our way in.

We reached the dig site. I spoke to Dr Fortune and convinced her that we should stay. She doesn’t seem too interested in the actual science of paleontology, which at least helped us wrangle our way in. She showed us her discovery – 3 pristine dinosaur skeletons of a brand new species she had named “Fortunasaurus.”

Hades took pictures of the remains using the epitaph camera. We then got a short tour of the area. Hades distracted Dr Fortune and I examined the remains, they did seem like legitimate dinosaur bones.

Two wounded men suddenly came bursting out of the mines near the dig site. 1 of them was missing half of his leg so I took charge with my medical experience, oddly there was no bleeding. Some kind of coagulant had sealed his wound and he had been subjected to some form of paralyzing agent. He also had a strange, sharp wound in his abdomen inside of which I found various roe-like eggs.

Nakomi headed back to town with the pictures Hades had taken, as evidence for Professor Jameson. Hades went off with Dr Fortune to drink alcohol.

I removed the eggs from the wounded man and placed some of them in a bucket filled with spare blood. Since Elric wasn’t here, I felt the need to improvise some science. It could only help us in future to learn a little bit more about the creatures this would spawn. They began to grow extremely quickly in to strange quadrupedal creatures with cricket-like back legs and humanoid heads.

We then heard some gunshots. Nakomi had returned and she had brought Professor Jameson, who was now stuck underneath his fallen horse on the outskirts of the dig site. He claimed to have been attacked by something and his horse was paralyzed. The horse had the same kind of injury as the wounded man from before. Nakomi put the beast out of it’s misery by smashing it’s skull in.

Then we set the horse on fire.

The single egg that I was science-ing had hatched. I killed it, as it had served it’s scientific purpose. Nakomi had heard some horror story about mythical beasts that paralyzed their victims and buried people alive. I wasn’t taking that much risk for science, I’m not Elric.

The dig site had also found a lot of old Navajo artifacts, one of which Nakomi felt drawn to – a strange bow that had a spirit inside. She took it.

We managed to smuggle the Professor inside the dig site, and he examined the skeletons. He thinks they are real, but it is a strangely perfect circumstance.

Raft spent the night with Kate Barlow, the leader of the Black River goons whilst the rest of us were busy investigating mythical beasts, and burning horses.

We decided the best thing to do was to investigate the mines for the source of the beasts.

Best? Eh, we decided it was a thing, that we were going to do.

I want to kill this Elric
and set fire to his corpse before stamping on it

After the proceedings at the party, Elric was taken ill. It seems to have taken a lot out of him to have that new arm attached.

The next day, 2 strange men approached us, Mr Jones and Mr Smith. They sounded Scottish. They had a discreet job to offer us, having heard of us due to our ever improving reputation. Improving?


The job had something to do with another version of Lawrence, something similar to the quantum parallel dimension thing Mr Persons has going on. Because we are sane individuals, we agreed. Next thing I knew, a bright flash of white light took over my senses and I was on a stagecoach with the others. I was certain that I was already in Lawrence, but now we were approaching it by stagecoach.

Our mission was to keep Elric safe. Not our Elric but Paralelric. This version of the universe has it’s own versions of certain people apparently..

I felt a bit lost, so did what time with Hades and Elric have taught me to do- I just shrugged and went with it. We were given a little gauge thingy to track how much of the timeline we had changed, because that is also now a thing.

This version of Lawrence was a lot smaller, it didn’t have the university and was most definitely more old fashioned. Frontier style. We head to what appears to be an engineering shop. The owner tells us that some German engineer guy lives to the east.

We head out in that direction and come across an old farm. We meet what appears to be Elric inside. He looks a little different, as if he was our-Elric‘s twin brother. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it. This version of Elric was not fond of weapons, he was in to “aetheric science”. I wanted to put my head in a trough. This place is weird.

Paralelric says there is a cattle baron attempting to buy out his land, and he fears force for not complying. Raft heads out to check the area and I set up on top of a windmill. I didn’t say this, but it was mostly to get away from the nonsense I seem to have found myself a party to. It was a lovely little spot to collect my thoughts and take in some peace and quiet.

At the scheduled time, the cattle baron and his goons attacked. Myself and Raft opened fire, taking a chunk of them out before they even got close. I took my time, and aimed directly for the leader. I blew a hole clean through his head. The rest of the attackers fled. Nakomi later healed the guy to try and talk to him, but that was fruitless so she bashed his skull in.

We then head out to the local saloon. We took Paralelric with us. It turns out, this version of Elric is incredibly annoying. Every time he opens his mouth I want to shoot him in it. Not only is he annoying, but he’s as inept as a drunk badger trying to fly a plane during a windstorm on christmas night, with a blindfold and no arms.

I hope none of this negativity finds itself transferred on to our Elric.. hm..

Nakomi beats some guy, Dicky, at arm wrestling. He then challenges Raft to a duel, which Raft wins with ease, disarming the poor fool.

I beat Nakomi in a drinking contest.

Dicky ran off, having lost at just about everything he tried competing at.

A strange priest bust in to the saloon, claiming it was time for a lottery. A lottery it turns out, in which the winner gets murdered by a magical ghost train in the same fashion as Urias Thornden over in our universe. Hades’ fixed the results with his magic, and Dicky was sacrificed, handy, as his mother was a major crime figure in town and would have wanted to kill Paralelric otherwise.

Me and Nakomi took Paralelric home. He nearly killed himself just climbing up the stairs.

I want him to die.

I want to crush his skull with my rifle.

I want to shoot him with my pistol.

I want to stab him with my knife.

I want to push him out the window.

I want to hire a train, tie him to the tracks, and run him over.

I want to force him to choose between auto-erotic asphyxiation and dynamite up the ass.

These thoughts are so out of character for me. I don’t know why I’m having them.

I just really want to kill this Elric.

I want my Elric back.

(We then headed home, mission complete. Apparently there’s a rogue person in the time stream screwing things up.)

Sausage rolls
and science erections

Our stupid train arrived late! On today of all days. I had almost no time left to get ready for the party. Don’t these people understand how long it takes to get ready? There’s the bath, the shaving, and then the makeup and the laboriously intricate outfit!

I am reminded why I usually don’t bother with these things.

The first thing we noticed upon our arrival in Lawrence, Kansas is.. well, Mr Persons should really be called Mr People. There were.. a lot of him around. He met us at the station, and he was also our stagecoach driver.. He took us to a huge University building made out of wooden planks, as if it were actually some kind of art installation designed to look like a real University from England. The whole town looks like some kind of frontier town.. despite the University, it doesn’t really look too developed. I thought these guys were all scientists.

We met the Dean, who it turns out has been our employer all along. I am a little saddened by this development. I felt like we were doing serious work and now I’m not so sure. His name is Rockwell Chronister. A rather cheery little man. He invited us because he has a team of psychics, who suspect the party is going to be attacked. He had some of his faculty institute a magical field around the University that prevents guns from working. This was absolutely the worst idea in the history of ideas, actually scrat that, Elric has come up with worse.

Why was I even here! Without my rifle I’m just a woman with no fighting prowess and a bum leg. I should have just gone to the saloon for the night instead. Ah well, hindsight.

Apparently all the Mr Persons were popping about due to some quantum experiment going wrong in the quantum lab. Whatever that means.

There were rather a lot of members on staff. The names I managed to take were;

Dr Lovegood – Cybernetics professor
Dr Rachel Harold – Quantum Physicist
Dr Hawkmire – Defense against the dark arts professor and creator of the anti-gun field
Dr Livingstone – Anthropologist
Dr Lindman – Gambler, I don’t know what her actual job title is.
Dr Akage – Studies cheese, or something.

Raft, Nakomi and Hades went to talk to Dr Hawkmire about the anti gun field. Hades I am told knew this Hawkmire guy, from his childhood.

I was too busy getting ready for the party to keep up with most of the goings on.

The time for the party came about quickly.

Elric went to speak to Dr Lovegood, he was trying to get one of his arms replaced with a mechanical version. I think Dr Lovegood was capable of doing this, Elric seemed very… excited.

I took Nakomi’s hand and led her through the party. I wasn’t exactly well educated in how to act in these matters but I seemed to know more about it than she did. I drew rather a lot of attention in my dress, as I often seem to. I have a good fashion sense.

We engaged in small talk with various people, and faculty members as we drifted about. Dr Lovegood made me uncomfortable with all her patronizing speech about tribal matters and horses.

Chancellor Steinmeyer soon arrived to the party. (This was the guy who was shot in the psychics visions.)

The Chancellor mentioned to us something about “Those who know” as a group of people the wizard we had fought likely belonged to. A group of guys focused on magical things. Apparently a group called “The brass order”, who loved science, had been trying to poach scientists from the faculty staff.

I found a side table topped with the BEST sausage rolls.

I think Hades and Elric were fighting Dr Hawkmire in the side rooms, or something. I didn’t follow, and they haven’t really told me the whole story.

Those sausage rolls. I want the recipe. Did I tell you about the cherry cake? I think I gained 5 pounds in one night.

Worth it.

At some point here, Elric left to have his entire arm replaced with a mechanical monstrosity.

This was a thing that happened.


In reality.


I’m not joking.

A mechanical arm.

And he WANTED it.

A little later in to the party, Elric had returned with Dr Lovegood. The lights all went out. (Did I mention the lights were electric? No? Well they were and it was pretty cool!) And we noticed some guys sneaking in under the cover of darkness, dressed in dark cloth and wielding blades.


I TOLD THEM that an anti-gun field was stupid. I want a pay rise.

Everyone else dealt with the ninja guys real quick. I just fumbled around and ruined a stack of sausage rolls. And got stabbed.

I love Nakomi. She makes everything better.

We see dead people
And we abuse them

Hades and Raft seemed to be going a little.. crazy. They were trying to intimidate a corpse. The corpse Elric had just been arrested for interfering with.. Yup. Crazy.

The dead woman’s mother arrived, her name was Eugene. She was very upset about what we, sorry -everyone apart from myself and Nakomi. were doing/had done to her daughter. The Doctor arrived also, and Nakomi helped him move the corpse to his office. Hades went off to the saloon, for gambling I presume.

I talked my way in to staying the night with the corpse – to be sure beyond all doubt that it was not a vampire. I assisted the Doctor (Doctor Delaney) with the autopsy.. nothing out of the ordinary happened.

I also found the opportunity to rummage through some previous case files about other victims of Jesiah. There were lots of cases where people had traits that could have made them seem unnatural to a lunatic. Hairiness, pointy teeth etcetera. The autopsies didn’t really make these clear, it could have been supernatural.. but it also may not have been.

Maxine Truth arrived in town the next morning. She prefers to be called Max. She was asking an awful lot of questions about Denver and the blood magic circle Elric accidentally used. We tried to cover for him.

Hades and Elric apparently had some grand plan to expose Eugene to sunlight to see if she was a vampire. Apparently, according to that hypothesis, she is not.

We went to speak to Jesiah again. He was still adamant that the goggles were real, and stated that a “wizard” gave them to him. We managed to get the Sheriff to understand the situation by allowing him to try the goggles on.

Outside, we bumped in to Mr Persons. He says our employer wants to meet us and he has invited us to a faculty ball in Kansas.

Somehow, Jesiah was able to kill himself as a gunshot was heard.. no gun was ever retrieved though. I wonder where Raft was?

We boarded the train for Kansas.

Gotta catch 'em all
and then kill them

We left the mansion and headed back in to town. As we were leaving the local saloon, some weird old guy approached us. He looked kinda like a wizard out of those old stories. He knew we had the magical vane thing and wanted to buy it. We refused. Well, Hades tried to get a good price for it, first.. I’m growing a little tired of his personality, being honest. Maybe Elric and I should branch out on our own again. Nakomi could come, she’s awesome.

Wizard turned out to be a pretty apt description as the old guy didn’t take no for an answer.. he threw some shells on the ground and somehow called forth more zombies. I don’t think he knew how experienced we are in this area. We dealt with them pretty easily and he teleported away.

Nearly a week passed. Our stagecoach arrived to take us back to Traverse City.

Whilst in town, we saw the sheriff dragging a criminal along towards the jail cells. A crowd had gathered which Elric managed to disperse. We followed them to the jail.

The criminal in question is called Jesiah Black. We claimed to be working on his behalf so that we could speak with him. He was in jail for multiple murders. The most recent being on Beaumont street. He claims they were all vampires, werewolves and other creatures. He is supposedly a monster hunter. He said that he has some goggles that reveal the true nature of people to him. He also claimed to have a wagon filled with gadgets and equipment out on the edges of town.

We took the goggles from the evidence box, after some sweet talking with the sheriff. They definitely have some weird magic spell on them, they make everything gross and distorted and people certainly look monstrous under them.. according to Elric.

We headed out to the wagon, and disarmed a few traps that had been left on it. Hades found a bestiary of the creatures Jesiah had been hunting. Elric found a stake launcher and decided it was appropriate to test it on a healthy horse. Man needs a smack.

We then made our way to Beaumont Street in Traverse City. We convinced the guard to let us in to investigate the murder scene of the young woman. Well, Elric did most of the investigating. The body was exceptionally pale, with garlic stuffed down her throat. It didn’t make much sense to me that a vampire could be taken by surprise, as it seemed this person had been. Maybe she wasn’t one? Once Elric started cutting things and dripping blood in to the body, he soon found himself arrested.

A not so sunny day
and a sprinkling of the undead

The translated map gave us a little bit of information; it supposedly leads to the wreck of Sigurd Ragnasson’s ship. An old Norseman from the past. We were after some weird “vane” thing, it was supposed to manipulate the weather.

It took us a week to make our way up to Traverse City, and we booked a stagecoach from there to take us up to Treddell’s Calling. The trip would take us about 5 hours. The closer we got, the more aware we became of strange storms, the weird part is that they covered Treddell’s Calling, and Treddell’s Calling alone. Apparently they had been going on for tens of years now. The borderline between the sun and the rain was almost as clear cut as the difference between day and night. Fortunately, most of us had packed some extra ponchos to handle the weather.

The coach couldn’t take us all the way due to the mud so we made our way on foot. It didn’t take us long to reach Treddell’s Calling, a shoddy looking run down town in the apparent center of the storm. It was sparsely covered by hastily produced barricades. We approached and spoke to an elderly couple called Cyrus and Dominica. Apparently the town had been under attack by the dead – something myself and Elric had experience with. Although oddly, they were apparently.. Vikings. I’m not making this up. I guess it makes sense in a way, we were looking for a Viking shipwreck.

Do zombies ever make sense? Is that a thing?

In the rundown building we had taken shelter in, we spoke to a scientist named Martin. He had suffered some severe injuries and his mother was caring for him. Hades’ sold them one of the magical elixirs he had picked up in town, and Martin made quite a rapid recovery. Martin admitted that he had been trying to reanimate the dead.. for science. Elric was pretty pissed off by this abuse of science. I mean.. I’ve seen some weird experiments going on in Elric’s lab, and the stuff he does in his free time? Let’s not even go there. I guess, to me, accidentally creating the undead is just one of many possible consequences of the weird sciences.

Elric was ordered out of the room, so he went to spruce up the barricades. He did a pretty good job, from what I heard.

Some new guy entered whilst I and Nakomi were talking to Martin. He called himself “Raff”. He claimed to be a good shot, and we were feeling pretty low on manpower so we accepted his help in our investigations. He has something odd about one of his eyes. I’m not sure what I think of him.

The undead had apparently been coming down from the Manor primarily. We decided due to the late hour that we would help fend off the first wave of the monstrosities and then head up to the manor.

It didn’t take long for night to fall, and the undead to attack. With the upgraded barricades and the aid of the townsfolk, we cleared them out with ease. I definitely need to check the sights on my gun, I’ll get round to that tomorrow. Hitting the heads of the zombies is definitely tricky. They move in such an erratic fashion. Elric managed to blow a few up using dynamite. I’m just amazed he isn’t dead.

We made our way to the manor. Elric burst in through the front door. We spoke to an old man who’s name I didn’t catch. He apparently had some odd guests but was happy for us to come inside once we persuaded him that we were there to help.

Elric and Hades made their way in to the basement where Martin’s lab was, to investigate. Raff, Nakomi and I stayed upstairs. Raff and Nakomi explored the library and I decided to sneak about with the goal of finding the aforementioned guests.

I found them.

I wasn’t very sneaky.

They set about attacking me right away. I stumbled backwards towards Nakomi, seeking help. I kinda like Nakomi, actually. I find her calming. A little pool of sanity in the ever increasing madness that is this travelling party.

Anyway. I got wounded in the shoulder by an axe, but we dealt with the zombie guests. Nakomi healed me up by calling the spirits. At least that’s how she explained it.

I’m not quite sure what the others were up to in the lab, but we headed down there to join them. (After I had explored the house, and emptied a safe of $200. I mean it’s not theft – we were helping the guy out after his family caused events that killed a load of people – we totally should have had him arrested or something. $200 is a pretty acceptable fee.)

We had discovered a weird burial chamber beyond a secret passage inside the basement.

We met with the zombified body of Sigurd Ragnasson and two others. They were seeking Valhalla.. which had something to do with dying in combat. Nakomi challenged Sigurd to honorable combat. As their battle commenced, I took aim just in case things went south. Hades waited the whole of 7 seconds before throwing his card magic directly in to Sigurd’s face. He was absolutely obliterated as were the other 2 zombies over the following few seconds.

Raff was acting oddly. I think he was seeing things. I’m definitely going to keep an eye on him.

Sigurd had been guarding some kind of coffin, sarcophagus or whatever. The weird artefact we had been looking for was inside.

and why?

When I awoke, I saw that I was in some kind of box, which turned out to be a boarded up train car in depot 512. Elric was here with me, as was a strange Indian woman named Nakomi. Elric made a few attempts to escape whilst I felt too weak to struggle. He managed to earn himself a beating or two due to the noise he made. He didn’t give up.

There was no sign of Hades’. He later informed me that he had fled the scene to go and round up a posse in town. He had gone to the #10 saloon with the Texas Ranger, Ace Norman. He managed to find Ned Grayson and a few others before he took them all shopping for guns, then made their way to the depot.

The woman from before, Sydney, who had watched Elric murder her son was one of the guards tasked with keeping watch over us. She cut off Elric’s ear. During the distraction Elric was providing, Nakomi and myself were able to get free from our restraints, although we still had our wrists bound. Nakomi used some strange chanting to help cure me of most of my wounds, something to investigate later for sure.

Together we burst out of the train carriage. I strangled Sydney with the chains attached to my wrist as Elric and Nakomi took care of the other guard on watch. We managed to free ourselves using the keys.

I interrogated Sydney, or rather I should say that I had a civil conversation with her in which I persuaded her that it was in her best interests to cooperate. She called the magical train that had been summoned “the perfect locomotive.” There were six other cultists in this depot and we found out where our weapons were stored. I chose to sneak off in an attempt to find them, Elric did the same but.. well, we know how that usually turns out. He fled from the guards he had attracted as myself and Nakomi rushed over to the weapons storage.

Nakomi then continued to show her value, throwing a tomahawk straight in to the face of one of the guys chasing Elric and beating on the other with her huge club. I took steady aim and dispatched two others that rounded the corner.

It was then, that Hades’ and his new adventuring party burst in to the depot. All the noise had roused Stjon and his friends who came to attack us. I got my revenge when I shot Stjon straight in the chest and took him out. The man who killed Jackson also fell in this battle.

Elric and Hades left to investigate Stjon’s corpse and perform an impromptu autopsy. We also discovered that they had kept Jackson’s corpse here, so we made good use of his stuff. Including the gun that had been attached to his arm. Past tense. He also had an Agency ID. We decided afterwards to destroy the depot for good using dynamite. Hades’ new party and the Texas ranger agreed. We headed back to our hotel.

Elric managed to fix the gatling gun up and even attached a shotgun to it. We argued for a while about whether or not we should keep it, or sell it. He should know it’s useless to resist me by now. I sold it to a nice man in a gun store for just under double what it was actually worth.

A telegram for Jackson had arrived from the Agency. Hades’ sent a message to the Tombstone Epitaph offering them a story for sale.

Mr Persons arrived shortly afterwards, he had a new job for us. We were to head north, to Michigan. The map we had found before pointed there and we were to investigate.

Best laid plans
and why not to make them near Hades and Elric

Upon seeing the grisly scene previously mentioned, we dropped down and scoped the place out.

We came up with a plan; we were going to use dynamite to distract as much of the crowd as possible, with myself hiding out, in case we needed cover fire for anything. Meanwhilst, the rest of the party would head in from behind and free Urias, our goal here was to rescue him after all – not to wipe out some crazy cult.

Of course, no plan survives contact with Elric and Hades, who decided they would attempt to disguise themselves as cultists. I’m still not sure why they wanted to do that. We didn’t need information or subterfuge, just a distraction, and they were the wrong kind, causing the cultists to focus their attention centrally instead of where the dynamite would go off.

It didn’t take them long to screw everything up, and they had their weapons taken and the cultists began to escort them in to a warehouse.

I had no choice but to blow the dynamite and begin taking guys out from my hidden position in order to save them. I aimed and fired, taking out a few guys in succession, but the sheer numbers made things difficult. Elric began using his device and Hades used his cards to destroy the water tower and a firefight ensued. I could see Jackson somewhere in the back attempting, in vain, to carry out our original mission.

I watched as the leader of the cultists, who appeared to be Stjon, but covered in railway spikes which were sticking out of his skin, set about attacking Elric and Hades with a giant wrench, Elric dived valiantly to Hades’ defence, taking a few blows for him using his mechanical armour.

A crazy magical train appeared, coming along the tracks out of the damn wall! It utterly obliterated poor Urias. I guess we’re not getting paid. Somewhere up on the ridge, the texas ranger we had seen before appeared and began trying to help us with cover fire. It didn’t go well, he took some bullets.

Then, things went to hell. I tried to cover Jackson as I watched him being beaten unconscious by a particularly resilient cultist. Hades and Elric were seriously wounded, and then using some kind of train magic, Stjon teleported right next to me and begin chasing me down. I emptied all my rounds in to him to slow him down but to no avail, he seemed unstoppable. The next thing I knew, it all went black..

Not-a-toy trainsets
and an engine of destruction

We decided to investigate the train depot we’d read about in the invoice to Stjon Thornden regarding the ghost steel thefts. Depot 512.

Upon entering the warehouse, we immediately came across a small amount of the stolen ghost steel, but there wasn’t enough to account for all of the thefts. This place seemed like some kind of train graveyard, it was absolutely filled with trains in states of disrepair and decay. One in particular stood out. It was completely covered in what looked like magic runes and symbols, most of which had been painstakingly precision engineered. The wheels of this train were covered in splattered, dried blood. Elric headed inside to sabotage it so that it could not be used in any future nefarious deeds.

In a nearby carriage we found signs that people had been living here recently. Roughly twelve men at a guess. This carriage also contained a strange railway shrine, with tracks running upwards toward the ceiling and surrounded by lit candles.

We headed towards the back of the shed, to a little workshop filled with tools. Most of which looked like they had been poorly cleaned, but still were covered in dry blood. I took watch here, as it felt like a vulnerable position.

The others headed inside and split up to search. Elric found a strange magical train wheel circle on the ground, whilst Hades and Jackson found a huge map which was filled with train times. The magic circle looked like some kind of map, pointing to a large convergence point outside of town.

I then noticed some kind of strange train machination approaching.

It bellowed “You’ve reached the end of the line” before opening fire using a Gatling gun built in to it’s right arm. I dived for cover, but was grazed by a couple of bullets causing some damage. Hades lept to my defence, covering me with his crazy card whirlwind thing. I am growing more fond of him lately. A firefight ensued. The weird trainbot was spraying bullets all over the place, I had ducked down for cover, worrying more about my wounds for the time being.

After the initial shock, and a few seconds later, Elric lept out from the workshop in an epic attempt to destroy the thing with dynamite. It was epic, kind of. As the dynamite flew towards the trainbot and.. was immediately deflected to a spot far behind Elric. He came under fire as I tried to take the thing out with rifle shots. As per usual, I didn’t miss.. but even my .45 cal rifle bullets couldn’t penetrate it’s thick armour.

Then, in a fearless display of heroism that actually bore fruit – Elric charged the trainbot, using his glove device to stun it repeatedly, keeping it held in place repeatedly which bought Jackson the opportunity to riddle it with bullet holes as Hades whipped out his Derringer to fire a shot directly in to the trainbots face, at which point some kind of self destruct mechanism triggered, and it passed not-so-peacefully in to the afterlife. Well, it probably didn’t have a soul.

Hades used the epitaph camera to take a nice artistic photo of the ruined trainbot. Elric went back in to the workshop, and found that dripping his own blood on to the magic circle caused it to turn in to some kind of weird visual, and live, map of the train network. He inquisitively flicked one of the trains made from blood, which was running down some tracks.. made from blood. It popped. He then decided to scrub out the circle, so no one else could use it.

As we leave, and head back to “the fancy hotel”, we find out there’s been a terrible train crash. It turns out this train correlated with the same train Elric had popped on the magic circle. I can’t actually blame him for causing this.. I mean, we don’t know anything about blood magic. How could he have known? It’s in his nature to experiment. Jackson went to collect our horses.

As we neared another hotel, the “Southern Belle”, the railroad police approached us. Some engineers had shot up the hotel and taken a man we think was Urias Thornden. I hope it wasn’t Elric or Hades who made it public where Urias was staying whilst they went to the train event the other night. We also had a brief chat with an extravagantly dressed man in a giant 12 gallon hat. We think he was a Texas ranger. He didn’t say much and didn’t give his name.

We then mounted our horses, and headed towards the convergence point we’d seen on the blood map.

We came to a huge rock face, with what appeared to be a long ghost steel railroad headed in to it.. like, directly in to the rock face. Where it ended. In a wall. The starting point was also the middle of nowhere, with nothing connecting it to anything else. A nearby water tower had a confident preacher atop it, behind a church pulpit. Quite a large crowd had gathered. It was then, we noticed..

Urias Thornden was tied to the tracks.


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