Session 6 by Locke | World Anvil

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Sat 23rd Feb 2019 10:30

Session 6

by Locke


 

Action Journal


Started with my divination. 1) Confirmed that "Silver Hills" just just the old quay, and there's no special way of getting there. 2) I failed when trying to get information on Axon, and went home. 3) I flux the first time when when trying to divine information on the thing chasing Axon, but I find out that it's called the Seeker of Souls. The people who know the most about the Seeker of Souls is the Pneuma.
 
Gwyn had a business card for Derran of the Pneuma, who had ordered some ephemera from him.
 
I went around with Simone, investigating the Pneuma. They are a small group of vislae who have specialized in the study of the soul, and have learned a secret of investing their soul in inanimate objects. A vislae named Variagan lives in Kadelus Row in Fartown.
 
Next day, we went to Variagan's house. There didn't seem to be anyone there, so we broke in through an open window. There's a dead guy in the living room. Suddenly, we're being attacked by the spidering of the house. We have to fight with a dresser, a teakettle, two books, etc. We fight with these things long enough to give Gwyn the chance to neutralize them with his Obelisk. When that fires off, the curse turns into a spider, which Simone catches in a glass jar. She punches hole in the jar's lid.
 
The corpse, a human, was killed by giant spider bites. This was Variagan, who is holding three ephemera objects, which we did not take, and a note. The note gave clues leading to 13 Station and Third Hand. In his house, I found a cool book, which gave me some hidden knowledge.
 
Gwyn's research is that there used to be a train through Satyrine, whch was messed up in the War. Thirteen Station was the station which connected Fartown to this track. It's in the Old Quay. We take Gwyn's vehicle there. Thomas tells us he remembers that place, kind of.
 
At Thirteen Station, it really is all messed up. There are maps showing mail routes that have never existed. It turns out the Station was never connected, because the War happened. In the Station, I find an Ephemera Object called "Time's Secret Door". I give it to Fynlan.
 
A phantom train appears and scares everyone else away; I resist, and face off against this monstrosity made out of clocks. My naginata fails to hurt it, so instead I cast timeblade; my blade strikes true, and with hands spinning wildly out of control, the monstrosity shatters into bits. (Upon investigation, it was a spirit called an Unforgiving Clock, which is a spirit of the things that never happened here.)
 
We went into the station, and found it full of spirits of the grey. I rest, and send Simone and Fynlan to interact with the ghosts and see what they can learn. They find Derran, who's kind of a ghost; dressed for travel, bag in hand, waiting for the train.
 
He's very difficult to deal with, until we figure out what has happened... he's not a ghost, but a pale shade of a future which didn't happen, an alternate existence Derren who does not share experience of the Actuality with us.He tells us Axon, who lives on Limerance Street, is the leader of their organization. Mercy is also a member of their organization. He doesn't know anything about the Seeker of Souls. I introduce myself to him as my old me, and give him my academic credentials... he's excited about that, because he recognizes me, and is delighted that i mltight join his group. I get him talking about his group as much as possible. He tells us about them, but asks that we not contact Maphre, who's been through enough.
 

Experience Changes


+1 joy for GM shift to notice the open window. +2 acumen for dealing with spider house. +1 acumen for killing the clock. +1 acumen for finding all the breadcrumbs. +2 hidden knowledge in a book. +1 joy for hidden knowledge from the book. +1 despair for the most powerful divination magic in the universe still sucking.
 

Overall Emotional State


I've had some difficult moments, but overall I can't shake the feeling that things are going right. It hurt, of course, when it finally turned out that the magical technique I have spent so long developing is less effective than I thought it would be, but I shouldn't be concerned. No craftsman has ever mastered their tools the moment they first obtain them. It will take time to tease the secrets of the universe from their carefully protected hiding places.
 
I feel like, now that I've been able to focus on this Limerance Street nonsense, we've made some incredible progress. Frankly, I am astounded that such a projection of the grey that the Silver Hills phenomenon is can even cultivate such strength, here in Satyrine. I'm not sure if my friends have realized that there's not just an interesting mystery here, but an even more confounding puzzle, the metaphysics of the situation.